février 11, 2005
loud.
my brain has officially slipped into neutral. on, i fear, a permanent basis. hopefully not, we shall see. all i know is that lately, finishing a sentence has
see?
so anyway. a mishmash and jumble of what has been rattling around my head lately, just to give you an idea of what's happening:
am i an embarrassing drunk?
am i going to quit my job when we run off for the wedding?
are they really going to make me get baptized?
why can't i find any new music that i like?
can i actually justify upgrading my pod?
do i need a recording more than i need a vacation?
did my taxes get filed properly, or did i make some stupid mistake?
why does it smell like chinese food this early in the morning?
is it spring yet?
why can't i make the photo gallery work on our website yet?
why am i finding it so difficult to start planning my own damn wedding?
who is going to make my angry girl music now that ani difranco has started making avant-jazz?
can i afford to get a facial and massage sometime before i turn into a wizened and twisted creature of tension?
why is my hair so dry?
when are those people going to get back to me?
why am i finding it so difficult to wrap my head around thoughts?
where are we going to find a stool for the kitchen at such short notice?
is tom waits ever going to tour?
are they really going to release the second season of twin peaks on dvd this september, or are they just taunting me?
when the hell are they going to release a movie that i actually want to see?
oooh, wait--when does constantine come out?
why does the laundromat keep losing my socks?
now that my station for work is penn, i understand the contempt that many new yorkers have for the bridge and tunnelers--they have NO IDEA how to navigate a subway platform.
am i ready to dye my hair scarlet?
why am i so tired all the time?
does it make me weak if i don't want to be in this city anymore?
is it wrong that i'm irked that my mother is making me feel guilty about the fact that plane tickets to england around our wedding day are so expensive? is everyone irritated with us about that?
it's the extra hour in the day that just kills me.
i am a terrible shopper.
am i going to be able to complete ANY work today?
i need a vacation.
i also need a recording of the band. see dilemma above.
is it actually possible to stress yourself into oblivion?
do i cry too much or not enough?
what is the next logical step?
am i ever going to be able to write again?
and on that eternally ponderous note, i close this entry, becuase that last question reaches into more than one corner, as you may have noticed.
Posted by shivery at février 11, 2005 10:41 AMsome answers, seriatim:
no more than the next man
yes
ssssshhhhh
look behind you
yes
no
no
hangover from the lunar new year
there are crocuses in our garden...
er..
cos it's not as diff as bridal web sites would have you believe?
you?
yes
you're out of conditioner?
soon
it's friday...
at ye olde stool shoppe
he's waiting for you to make a record
just taunting
Fall 2008
Fall 2008
They don't, they just can't match Argyle patterns.
none.
I am.
s'winter.
nope. city dwelling is soooo 20th century.
you could always elope. would she prefer that?
it's YOUR wedding
yup.
tres descartes...
will the world grind to a halt?
oui.
oui deux. le sequel[le]
mmmmmmmyes
too much. not enough.
the one with the other foot.
yep.
Man. I can't really top THAT comment. Lucky lucky Shiv. (grin)
Posted by: biscuit at février 11, 2005 04:38 PMi actually had to rearrange windows in order to read that exchange BUT IT WAS SO WORTH IT.
That first post made me glad I have two monitors at the office.
my thoughts:
-no, everyone else is just boring
-why not?
-stick your head in a toilet, hazing and baptism are basically the same thing
-it's been done before
-no, the cult of ipod must be stopped. me, I'm waiting until it captures my wit as well as my music before purchasing (coming with version 12.8)
-possibly
-taxes schmaxes. as long as you filed, you're fine. If Tyco doesn't have to pay, neither should the rest of us.
-there's a convoy of chinese eateries under park slope (similar to the indian restaurant under first ave in the e vill)
-what do you call this global warming winter?
-the web hates you
-you're not insane. only insane people like wedding planning
-I have no idea, but I'm pretty pissed off about the decline of Ani
-Credit, credit credit. of course the stress of debt will negate the facial, but still, it feels soooo good
-bad ju ju
-they already did but you told them to fuck off (it was one of those black outs we talked about... stay away from the circles Tylene Charmichle Carmel)
-your zipper's stuck
-stool is for the toilet, not kitchen
-tuesday
-it's a mock, really, the taunt is implied
-never.
-um, soonish? what about the new Charlie and the Chocolate Factory... Oooh, creepy Depp
-they sell them on the black market
-if the real penn station were still here this would be a moot problem
-am I ready for that?
-stress
-yes. well, no, but I need you here.
-tell your mom to get a part time job selling guilt trips because she seems to already be qualified. I'm not irritated, I'm excited!
-nah, you're a great shopper, stuff just sucks and is ill fitting
-best not to think about it. work is sucky
-yes, but not to Cancun, the Palace of tha Moon is full of fat midwesterners with attitude and no style
-yeah, band recording, good. I think we should sell shares of the band to fund this recording. in return we get name recognition on your first album
-yes, stop it. NOW!!!
-you should cry more in front of your parents in the hopes that they will buy you things... remember the power of sympathy shopping
-pie. the next step should always be or include pie
-what, you hurt your wrist or something?