You know what is awesome? Working reasonable hours. Two weeks of getting up early, and against all expectations, I feel so much better than when I was on the bloody closing shift. I'm not nearly so exhausted all of the time. Can has energy ftw, yus.
It's a pity, really, because I do like wandering around at night. It just doesn't seem to be feasible insofar as maintaining my day-to-day sanity. At least, not on a consistent basis. I can handle closing-shift hours for about a month or two. Then I start feeling dead. Thus, an experiment: working four ten hour shifts that start at 9:30am, instead of five eight hour shifts that start at 2:30pm. If I start to feel dead again within two months, it will prove that I am neither nocturnal nor diurnal, but in fact simply need a constantly fluctuating schedule in order to keep from stagnating.
So, that stuff is boring. But this has been an experiment in using this journal as an actual journal. Thus, the more boring stuff shall emerge.
Also, saw this band the other night. They are nifty, if a bit upbeat for my usual tastes:
The Summer Set Note to self: living in Austin, TX, a crazy photographer/writer/crazy person should definitely find and experience more of the live music available 'round these parts. It's not decent otherwise.