freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
the sun came out today. I hardly recognized it - thought it had died. I didn't trust it one bit, though, so I stayed inside all day anyway, just in case. that'll put a spoke in their wheel.
yesterday at work I learned to engrave things. engraving is much, much more fun than selling things to people. it appeals to the side of me that likes to make pretty things and also to the side of me that likes to do perfectionist type things that require measurements and precision. perhaps it's simply that I really, really don't like talking to people and my impression came mostly from comparison, but I enjoyed it very much. and according to sara, the boss-man-woman said I did pretty well, so there's a plus.
on the down side, jonathan lethem has saddened me. I never thought I'd say it of a writer who uses just my taste in lyricism, but tone it the fuck down, jonathan lethem! I'll never survive another 4oo pages of the fortress of solitude.
context is everything. dress me up and see. I'm a carnival barker, an auctioneer, a downtown performance artist, a speaker in tongues, a senator drunk on filibuster. I've got tourette's.
-- jonathan lethem
motherless brooklyn
how could the man who wrote such spine-rippling opening lines fail me in the second book I've read of his? I find this tragic. I'm hurt, I'm betrayed, I'm...bored to tears by it.
also, I broke down and watched lost. I was going to try one of the other two options, but my death-related creativity is low lately, and I'm thinking that unless sophomore year is the well-spread rumor I'm beginning to believe it is, when it comes I shall be glad not to be dead. and drugs were too expensive.
oh, this one makes me happy - what does the pirate rapper say?
shiver me timberlands!
yesterday at work I learned to engrave things. engraving is much, much more fun than selling things to people. it appeals to the side of me that likes to make pretty things and also to the side of me that likes to do perfectionist type things that require measurements and precision. perhaps it's simply that I really, really don't like talking to people and my impression came mostly from comparison, but I enjoyed it very much. and according to sara, the boss-man-woman said I did pretty well, so there's a plus.
on the down side, jonathan lethem has saddened me. I never thought I'd say it of a writer who uses just my taste in lyricism, but tone it the fuck down, jonathan lethem! I'll never survive another 4oo pages of the fortress of solitude.
context is everything. dress me up and see. I'm a carnival barker, an auctioneer, a downtown performance artist, a speaker in tongues, a senator drunk on filibuster. I've got tourette's.
-- jonathan lethem
motherless brooklyn
how could the man who wrote such spine-rippling opening lines fail me in the second book I've read of his? I find this tragic. I'm hurt, I'm betrayed, I'm...bored to tears by it.
also, I broke down and watched lost. I was going to try one of the other two options, but my death-related creativity is low lately, and I'm thinking that unless sophomore year is the well-spread rumor I'm beginning to believe it is, when it comes I shall be glad not to be dead. and drugs were too expensive.
oh, this one makes me happy - what does the pirate rapper say?
shiver me timberlands!