Mar 30, 2005 14:59
I can't be absolutely sure of this--it's just an instinctual reaction, as far as I can tell. But it seems as though since I've been considering these intentional communities (what used to be called communes), I've been opening up to all forms of experience, even the ones that were grating on my nerves before.
Take reading, for example. I hadn't read for Major American Authors in forever, but last night I sat down and read for both today and Friday. Then I read quite a bit in Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, then read Dostoyevsky till I fell asleep. And even Dostoyevsky didn't seem that difficult--it was as if the language opened up to me and I could understand him just like anyone else.
I want to find some icons that I really like. The one I have right now is a good example--kind of a shout-out to that hobo sense, that wanderer or free-spirit concept. Or beautiful, Zen-type images or something. I'm going to see if I can get images from Getty and play with them on Paint, since that's all the school has. I don't know how to make a 100x100 pixel square, though--anyone? (*Update: got it figured out. It's not that hard, actually. I'm sure the first few I make will be ugly, but I already made two and they're decent. My first one is called "meditate" and it's under my user pictures. Can you tell what it is?)
I'm feeling pretty good about everything. I was supposed to have a doctor's appointment today, but my doctor had a patient go into labor, so I'm rescheduled for April 5. I made the appointment to get the PID checked out and see what I can do, as well as find out about my fertility.
I looked at intentional communities online last night, and found all sorts of information. I'm considering about ten here in Missouri, as well as another ten or so spread across the US, including two in Colorado. I still have to bring it up to Steve and see what he has to say, but I think he'll understand.
Feeling poetic. If I didn't have a Humanities test and Film Crit papers due tomorrow, I would spend all night writing.
Went to the thrift store today and bought three pairs of men's jeans. I found out my size in them because one pair that Mary gave me were men's and they fit perfectly, and it makes it so easy to find jeans. I got all those jeans and five shirts, as well as about five books, for $3.70. Yay for thrift stores!
Not much else going on. Have to work in two hours. Made myself a promise not to listen to any pop music this week--only meaningful stuff--and I think it's helping. Alternative and rock are acceptable, just no bouncy pop shit. Right now I'm listening to "Movies" by Alien Ant Farm, which I frickin' love.
Okay, off to search for hippie icons. Peace.
Much Love,
***In A Dark Time***