30.6.08
Wrong Way
Friday... Saturday... Sunday... The whole weekend. Six beers. What kind of a sorry excuse for wanna-be alcoholic am I...
27.6.08
Heeeeeeeat!
I need a break. I soooooo need a fucking break.
The worst thing is, I don't really know why. Everything seems more annoying. I can't fucking sleep even when I don't have to get up. I wake an hour, hour and a half before the clock when I do.
At best, I have three more weeks before I can go on holiday, but if I do go on holiday then, it'll mean staying at home. Not that I have any better ideas, or particularly want to go anywhere, but it seems like a horrible waste.
The worst thing is, I don't really know why. Everything seems more annoying. I can't fucking sleep even when I don't have to get up. I wake an hour, hour and a half before the clock when I do.
At best, I have three more weeks before I can go on holiday, but if I do go on holiday then, it'll mean staying at home. Not that I have any better ideas, or particularly want to go anywhere, but it seems like a horrible waste.
26.6.08
Heat
And to think I used to like summers...
24.6.08
Almost Like Real
The Earth has a secret it needs to tell
What do you think it is?
It is so clear now, simple.
The choices that needed to be made.
You are going to hear the words:
Forgive me.
What do you think it is?
It is so clear now, simple.
The choices that needed to be made.
You are going to hear the words:
Forgive me.
23.6.08
Intensive
Thought/dream management and subjective time extension are all well and good, but thinking I've slept eight when I've only slept four or five hours doesn't really make me any more rested.
22.6.08
Tripple Dream
Is it possible for a dream to start forking, ending up as three different storylines? Apparently it is.
I should do this more often.
I should do this more often.
21.6.08
Solstice
Bloody stupid day. Fucking lack of sleep. And I even know why I can't sleep. I'm afraid of 'wasting a weekend'. So even when I wake up too early (which is bad enough in itself), I don't go back to sleep because I'm so obsessed with having to 'do something', that I get up. And then feel like shit the entire day. Usually ending up taking a nap in the afternoon/evening, which doesn't really help, just 'wastes the weekend' even more, and leaves me feeling even shittier for the night.
So today's the solstice. I should be celebrating, but I'm not. Because I feel shitty as per reason described above.
Fuck.
So today's the solstice. I should be celebrating, but I'm not. Because I feel shitty as per reason described above.
Fuck.
20.6.08
Footiefootiefootie Mushroom!
The European football championship is over for Croatia. And good riddance. The only thing that could make me more happy would be every professional football player in this country dropping dead right this instance.
19.6.08
Firefox
I'm glad now that I forgot to download the new Firefox onto my main computer... I don't really mind that most of the extensions are broken, that was to be expected. I don't even mind (much) that my favourite theme doesn't work. But the Awesome Bar is really the Horribly Annoying Bar.
I wonder if it'd let me downgrade...
I wonder if it'd let me downgrade...
18.6.08
Fallas
Or Falles... What's the deal with people and burning things? Fallas might be (among) the biggest build-things-just-to-burn-them customs, but it's far from the only one. On one of our islands, they build a ship just to burn it as a part of the St. Nicholas celebration. There are all those carnival puppets that get ceremonially burned every year. Bonfires lit on various (paganistic) occasions don't quite go that far in the elaborateness of the thing burned (although they can more than compensate for that in sheer size), but it's still people being merry around things that are on fire.
We like destroying things in spectacular ways, don't we?
We like destroying things in spectacular ways, don't we?
17.6.08
Cafe del Duende
I suppose I should get myself back to doing this pointless exercise in persistence...
Cafe del Duende. Some Street 62, Valencia. One of those places I've always read about, but have never been to one. One of the kind of cafes that attract poets, writers, all kinds of artists, the kind all those famous poets of the 19th and the early 20th century used to hang in. The gathering places of the artsy hippy crowd, where you can practically smell the pot even though nobody is smoking it. Where you feel creative (but only feel, mind) just by being there.
Well, an hour and a half spent there watching Flamenco one night didn't make me feel creative. It only reminded me why I dread going out. Why I avoid real parties. Why I try to stay away from people in general.
I suppose it's good to be reminded of certain things from time to time.
Cafe del Duende. Some Street 62, Valencia. One of those places I've always read about, but have never been to one. One of the kind of cafes that attract poets, writers, all kinds of artists, the kind all those famous poets of the 19th and the early 20th century used to hang in. The gathering places of the artsy hippy crowd, where you can practically smell the pot even though nobody is smoking it. Where you feel creative (but only feel, mind) just by being there.
Well, an hour and a half spent there watching Flamenco one night didn't make me feel creative. It only reminded me why I dread going out. Why I avoid real parties. Why I try to stay away from people in general.
I suppose it's good to be reminded of certain things from time to time.
11.6.08
More Air Travel
And now, to Valencia...
10.6.08
Bleed
Could it be that I've discovered a new side effect of reboxetine?
9.6.08
This Week
I just can't feel that this week will be a happy one.
6.6.08
The Christians Are the New Vegans
But I'm not going to make a separate site for them. Trying to reason out stupidity is very much pointless.
5.6.08
WTF Moments
Compared to this, the 'proof' that the decline in the number of pirates is causing the global warming sounds really sensible...
3.6.08
Papercut
Graphic violence in an anime-style comic. I really fail to understand the concept.
2.6.08
Freeassociating
So it turns out that I can fill a page with loosely related nonsensical sentences. I can fill three if I'm properly... stimulated. What does it do for my creativity? No idea. Maybe if I did it every day for a longer period than two days? Or if I did it in the morning? Can I be bothered?
I can't even be bothered to post here every day, even if only one of those pointless filler posts... What, I wish to say that my 'real' posts in are more thoughtful and insightful and whatever than my filler posts? Ha!
I can't even be bothered to post here every day, even if only one of those pointless filler posts... What, I wish to say that my 'real' posts in are more thoughtful and insightful and whatever than my filler posts? Ha!
