fits and starts
a lot of things in motion at the moment:
rush hour traffic
impending websites that actually will have usable content
the state of my unpacking
quarks
the time before people stop using inane pirate phrases
in the past week I've had revelations, tribulations, reservations, humour, frustrations, joys, accomplishments, and the magic of having a good left footed shot in football.
In other words, a generally normal week.
For all that is remarkable in the life, there's so much which is forgotten so quickly, that it bears questioning how much of an effort is worthwhile to write said events down in the first place.
I suppose if I (or some later social anthropologist) was reviewing my life, it could be helpful, but then again the absence o fmemorable or notewrothy events may seem as important at the time.
Tonight I am not going to hear music in DC, which is a loss for me, and the friends I would be supporting (not to mention the bar); I may or may not be going to see music in Baltimore (although I sorta still want to, they're playing DC9 in 6 weeks or so), but I am going to have dinner before 8PM, and that in itself is refreshing.
Tomorrow I am going to play football until I can't walk or it becomes too dark, probably with a bunch of hispanic people I don't know, who are all smaller than me, in worse physical condition, yet are all infinitely more talented than me with technical skill, except that they can't defend worth a damn. I am then going to stumble home smelly and watch Project Runway, because aside from America's Next Top Model and Presidential election results, there is no other worthwhile reality tlevision.
Friday I am going to hope that the LDP before the Virgin Festival is well attended, that there will be many flirtatious fun times, and that I'm not too hungover in the morning.
Saturday is waking up relatively early to follow the Blackburn match, then off to the Virgin Festival, which I think I'm still going to, although I'm leaving early to see the DC United Metroscum match that evening.
Sunday is still too far away, but coming. until then
rush hour traffic
impending websites that actually will have usable content
the state of my unpacking
quarks
the time before people stop using inane pirate phrases
in the past week I've had revelations, tribulations, reservations, humour, frustrations, joys, accomplishments, and the magic of having a good left footed shot in football.
In other words, a generally normal week.
For all that is remarkable in the life, there's so much which is forgotten so quickly, that it bears questioning how much of an effort is worthwhile to write said events down in the first place.
I suppose if I (or some later social anthropologist) was reviewing my life, it could be helpful, but then again the absence o fmemorable or notewrothy events may seem as important at the time.
Tonight I am not going to hear music in DC, which is a loss for me, and the friends I would be supporting (not to mention the bar); I may or may not be going to see music in Baltimore (although I sorta still want to, they're playing DC9 in 6 weeks or so), but I am going to have dinner before 8PM, and that in itself is refreshing.
Tomorrow I am going to play football until I can't walk or it becomes too dark, probably with a bunch of hispanic people I don't know, who are all smaller than me, in worse physical condition, yet are all infinitely more talented than me with technical skill, except that they can't defend worth a damn. I am then going to stumble home smelly and watch Project Runway, because aside from America's Next Top Model and Presidential election results, there is no other worthwhile reality tlevision.
Friday I am going to hope that the LDP before the Virgin Festival is well attended, that there will be many flirtatious fun times, and that I'm not too hungover in the morning.
Saturday is waking up relatively early to follow the Blackburn match, then off to the Virgin Festival, which I think I'm still going to, although I'm leaving early to see the DC United Metroscum match that evening.
Sunday is still too far away, but coming. until then