Eff posting photos.
Why am I incapable of holding my head straight?
Was gonna post photos but now I don't feel like it- I don't even want to LOOK at pictures of myself right now. Blah. I hate my stupid face.
Might get a promotion at Job A. Good thing, too. I went and looked at a rental house today and I like it. I wonder if I have the sense, and the strength, to be able to do what I'm wanting to do. I wonder if I can pull it off. Guess we'll find out this fall. Gotta believe if you want to achieve.
Thinking about: time and the relativity thereof. Existential Crises, b/c I watched I <3 Huckabees. Pah. I'm gonna get a WWRD bracelet- What would Roarke do. ;p
And 3:30 means 1. work 2. cigarette.
What good ole' T.S. says to me today:
III
Here is a place of disaffection
Time before and time after
In a dim light: neither daylight
Investing form with lucid stillness
Turning shadow into transient beauty
With slow rotation suggesting permanence
Nor darkness to purify the soul
Emptying the sensual with deprivation
Cleansing affection from the temporal.
Neither plentitude nor vacancy. Only a flicker
Over the strained time-ridden faces
Distracted from distraction by distraction
Filled with fancies and empty of meaning
Tumid apathy with no concentration
Men and bits of paper, whirled by the cold wind
That blows before and after time,
Wind in and out of unwholesome lungs
Time before and time after.
Eructation of unhealthy souls
Into the faded air, the torpid
Driven on the wind that sweeps the gloomy hills of London,
Hampstead and Clerkenwell,Campden and Putney,
Highgate, Primrose and Ludgate. Not here
Not here the darkness, in this twittering world.
Was gonna post photos but now I don't feel like it- I don't even want to LOOK at pictures of myself right now. Blah. I hate my stupid face.
Might get a promotion at Job A. Good thing, too. I went and looked at a rental house today and I like it. I wonder if I have the sense, and the strength, to be able to do what I'm wanting to do. I wonder if I can pull it off. Guess we'll find out this fall. Gotta believe if you want to achieve.
Thinking about: time and the relativity thereof. Existential Crises, b/c I watched I <3 Huckabees. Pah. I'm gonna get a WWRD bracelet- What would Roarke do. ;p
And 3:30 means 1. work 2. cigarette.
What good ole' T.S. says to me today:
III
Here is a place of disaffection
Time before and time after
In a dim light: neither daylight
Investing form with lucid stillness
Turning shadow into transient beauty
With slow rotation suggesting permanence
Nor darkness to purify the soul
Emptying the sensual with deprivation
Cleansing affection from the temporal.
Neither plentitude nor vacancy. Only a flicker
Over the strained time-ridden faces
Distracted from distraction by distraction
Filled with fancies and empty of meaning
Tumid apathy with no concentration
Men and bits of paper, whirled by the cold wind
That blows before and after time,
Wind in and out of unwholesome lungs
Time before and time after.
Eructation of unhealthy souls
Into the faded air, the torpid
Driven on the wind that sweeps the gloomy hills of London,
Hampstead and Clerkenwell,Campden and Putney,
Highgate, Primrose and Ludgate. Not here
Not here the darkness, in this twittering world.