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| I've solved all my problems. Or at any rate, pushed them under the rug. It was easy too. All I needed was a new guitar, chocolate, tea, a toasted sandwich, whiskey and Nick Drake. Now, I am at peace with the world.
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| I finally finished Half-Life. Yes, I'm about 4 years late, I don't care. Now the question is - Do I go to sleep now, or start playing Episode 1? Or I could no neither, maybe I'll do that. Also, my guitar comes soon, Tuesday, if FedEx are to believed. But I've seen Castaway, and I know better that to trust a courier.
Other things which have happened lately:
- I finished One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest - good book, McMurphy is a great character.
- I bought In Rainbows, then when I got home, found that the disk had glue on it. Bah!
- Remained baffled that Gavin doesn't get the real truth behind Pirates vs. Ninjas.
That just about covers the week, what fun we had.
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Blasted Pope Gregory and his "Better" Calender, I want Christmas again.
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| Quick note - that last post went up twice because I'm using the Firefox beta, still ironing out the kinks.
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| I'm beginning to worry just a bit about my obsessive-compulsive side. I know this much - if I ever tried to cut my own hair, I'd take a bit off, and more, and keep going, never happy. I would then shave it all off and start over. Its a bit of a problem, but it never gets out of hand. And then only if the change is reduction, in which case the ultimate result is nothing. Otherwise I just add layers until I'm happy. This is, if you've noticed, my approach to drawing, start with a skeleton and pile in scribbles. Eventually I arrive at something I'm someway happy with and stop.
Writing though, if I loosen up (it could happen now, if it does, this will be lengthy) is a lot freer. I eventually reach the point where I stop thhinking about what will happen, and just allow it to happen. That sounds very Zen, but its true. That said, it could just be the influence of On The Road. If you don't know what I'm talking about, we are no longer friends. If you do though, I think just Dean Moriarty's name should be enough for you to get what I'm getting at.
Double line break, because I've forgotten if that last point had a conclusion. That in mind - new thread of thought.
My sister had friends over today, which only served to remind me what a misanthrope I really am. Worse than that there were boys, and I certainly don't approve of that. To top it all, the came into my room, violated the sanctuary wherein I had retreated, cloistered myself if you will. The misanthropy came to the fore when my stuff was touched, when I realised that they were a bit too tall to find me intimidating. And if they weren't tall, they were petulant. Bah, now I sound like an old man. Damn young people, loitering on my property. You hear my? Get off my land!
I think I've rambled just about enough. Seeing as all I'm actually doing right now is reading webcomics, its quite possible I'll add to this, probably not though. Anyway, hoping that this was an interesting insight.
McMuffin
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