Mostly cloudy today, but a little sun. Windy. Our high was 69F.

I might have slept slightly better than I've been sleeping.

Anxiety that hit me last night has become depression, and...honestly, whatever. Same old pointless fucking whining.

The afternoon's film was Peter Jackson's King Kong (2005).

We finished Six Feet Under night before last. ( Read more... )

Hot as fuck all in the house. The temperature in the middle parlor never dropped below 80˚F last night, and right now it must be 90˚F in my office. I seem finally to have gotten too warm. Which is sort of a relief. I blame the hotel's Antarctic AC. TODAY, Alabaster: Wolves #4 goes on sale. Buy it. Please. It has the best cover of the lot (thank you ( Read more... )

Because Sirenia Digest #76 will probably be late, I offer something to tide you over (courtesy anomieus):


Austra The Beat & The Pulse from The Glitoris on Vimeo.

I'm sitting here composing, in my head, a Tom Waits song that Tom Waits will never compose, much less record. But it's about not sending "wish you were here" postcards to nightmares ( Read more... )

Rain today, and the temperature is, presently, only 71F. My office (which still has residual heat from yesterday) is almost bearable. Sure, I'm sweating, but the sweat's not so prodigious that it's dripping onto my keyboard.

No work yesterday, except I had a first glance through the PDF for Two Worlds and In Between, and everything, at first ( Read more... )

I need to just stop making plans. I mean completely. I need to quit making plans altogether.

I should be in Boston right this very minute, with kylecassidy and Co., but I'm not. I'm home. Sitting in my stupid chair at this stupid fucking desk, typing on this stupid fucking keyboard. Because the car's acting fucking sketchy again (bad crankshaft). Kyle just ( Read more... )

I did something this morning that I almost never do. I got up when Spooky did, then went back to bed. And, all in all, slept about eight hours, which is about the most I ever get. So, booyah.

Last night, I posted the New Question, the Question @ Hand, and you can read it and respond here. If you were to make of me- of my actual, physical body -a ( Read more... )

So, the last two issues of Sirenia Digest have featured articles built around answers readers of this blog has written in response to questions I post early in 2010. And sorting through the answers had been so much fun, I want to post a third question:

If you were to make of me- of my actual, physical body -a work of art, what would it be? ( Read more... )

Here in Providence, the days have turned oddly cool, dry, sunny. There's rain on the way tomorrow, and still cooler temperatures. Summer seems to have been waylaid ( Read more... )

I went straight into writing this morning, rather than pause to do a blog entry, so now I'm playing catchup. I did edit a bunch of photos from yesterday, edit them this morning, I mean, and I'll get to those ( Read more... )