So, I was woken up at 1:00 this morning by a car crashing into a parked car and skidding up onto my lawn. Apparently the owner of the car already had a suspended license for a DUI. We don't know if it was the same person, because somewhere between me seeing her in the car through my window, and me getting dressed and running outside,... Read More
Yeah, he's still a baby. He's mostly a good boy, but he gets fussy when you try to take him out of his cage or hold him. He's good just sitting in a towel or a sweater though.
You know... about 13 scenes into the screenplay I'm writing with a very good friend of mine, I realized that it's actually good. It's quite good. We talked about shopping around for agents today, even though the treatment/scene analysis isn't finished yet.
I'm getting excited. I was just writing it to write something and give myself a much needed creative outlet, but it's going to... Read More
I actually used to be freakishly afraid of bats when I was a kid. No idea why. Woke my parents up in the middle of the night screaming about bats trying to get me. Odd!
Thanks. I know each time I resist is a win. I suppose I'm sorting through the ruin of the things I've been burying for months. But it's nice to know I have a willing outlet, if needed.
"Friendships of utility." An excellent description. My problem is that I tend to see that, but find ways to excuse that person's self-centered behavior. I always seem to default to being overly forgiving. Maybe it's time to change that, now that I've accepted it... Thanks for the meditation pointers, too. I'll keep you posted.
Thank you to everyone (well, the small collection of people) who left comments on my previous blog. I was in kind of an emotionally volatile state and even that small gesture means a lot.
This is sort of a continuation of the last blog, though not nearly as heavy. In thinking of my late grandpa, I very briefly tried to find some information on him.... Read More
For some reason, I was reminded of my late grandpa earlier today. I don't really think about him, or anyone that I know that's died, because I have a huge existential problem with death. I don't know if it's a subconscious effort to ignore it because I have such a problem confronting it, or what.... Read More
I love the night in a city when the world is covered in snow. It's like the night on a full moon, but better. All the light from the sky, the street lights, the moon... it's all reflected in every direction by the snow, and it turns night into this surreal, contradictory landscape, where it's dark but everything is bathed in this ambient, crisp, sourceless... Read More
Blizzard put up a StarCraft II battle report, which is basically a replay with commentary. It's ruining my life. How can they do something like that when I can't play the damn game?
I went in to take my final exam in the philosophy department office today. The administrative assistant who scheduled my time for the exam told me to be there at 1:00. I had to take it in the philosophy department because my professor, who missed my final because he got mixed up on what time it was,... Read More
Sorry about your neighbor.