Feb 01, 2007 07:36
Have to get my hair cut today because this is my last week of freedom before things get crazy, more money than I have time to spend it, think about how I disliked how even a job I didn't take seriously might not have respected me, and making the assitant manager apoligize for being unprofessional got him off my case but maybe didn't make me seem like a model employee. Now I'll micro manage a department and it dose actually feel alittle better than just being an expendable set of hands. Think about a year or just half a year from now I'll have the means to do whatever I want, untill then solitary monastick living like a whaleing voyage or some sort of pilgramage, give some of your life to be what you want. Maybe finally be out of all of this.
Finally validated my conversations with damon, he tries to explain how his work is about "feeling the force" and I finally make the connection between his strategicly placed fishing lines and a giamotti's frenzy of lines to represent atmosphere and depth, something I can identify with and if I want this boy can explain minimalist sculpture to me. If I want, and why not? but also why should I? but that's a poor aditude, is there any information not worth knowing? and he likes electronica almost exclusivly with the exeption of Chariot, Converge, and Glassjaw, and he understands about fucking with neurons so there's probably something I could identify in all of these fishing wire lines this intellegent boy is so interested in.
I can't say I'm hurt or impressed, I had to fix myself before I could help you but now there are other people involved so I've got to stand down. Is the confusion making you try to symultaniously hurt and use people? Well maybe I can prevent both at the expense of those old garden dreams... I hope someday you at least realize I never meant to hurt you. God heal you, babysheep. All I can do is pray.