Thursday, June 24, 2004

I want to write something, I don't know what. Something creative, and relaxing. Maybe a little bedtime story for someone? It sucks because usually I only talk about things that are currently pissing me off on here, and when things are going well, I don't really have much to say. Which is not to say that when there is an obvious lack of creative or venting quotes that things are going "well", cause things are generally fairly good, I just don't seem to be inspired to write very often. I need a new muse, the old one sort of burnt out.

I keep thinking about water, I don't know why, maybe it’s because I’m an Aquarius, you know The Water Bearer. I’ll try to explain what I can see and feel, so let’s to a little bit of guided imagery. Ok close your eyes and I’ll describe everything to you in detail and try to picture it in your mind as best you can. Wait, no don’t close your eyes, that’s not going to work. Ok, you’ll have to read it the old fashioned way I suppose.

You know the feeling of being in warm water, like an overly heated pool at night or the hot springs in Nagano Japan with the Snow Monkeys, but with just your ears submerged and head floating so that everything you hear is like a faint, muffled echo of the actual sound? You can feel and sense vibrations of anything moving beneath the surface much more readily instead of hearing them. It's like trading in one ability for another; one sense becomes weakened while the other is heightened. Pure relaxation washes over you from the buoyant feeling of almost weightlessness while you float there with your eyes closed in a near-meditative state. Picture the sensation of the water's edge on your face as you sink your head in a little lower so the oval of air-exposed skin on your face gets smaller and you can feel the water tickle over your skin. The oval grows and shrinks as you breathe in and out until you exhale one deep breath and sink completely under. The water feels alarmingly hot on your face at first but then beautifully warm as your skin adjusts to it. You know your time of pure tranquility beneath the water level is very limited by your lung capacity, making it a borrowed and fleeting moment that only lasts for a short while, like an amazingly bright flash of lightning or a shooting star that you're not sure you've really seen because you only caught it with the corner of your eye.

The only bad part of being in water like that is getting out and being cold, unless you can get a huge towel or nice bathrobe to jump into before you run to your room and get under the covers, which sounds like a good idea.

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

My little brother Kenny just graduated from public school, and he won the phys-ed award too. Good work Kenny!

Monday, June 21, 2004

I know posting song lyrics is so cheesy, but when they're soooo good, I can't help it. This is from the new (newest) massive attack album 100th window, with songs co written and sang by sinead o'connor.

What your soul sings

"....your mind can never change
unless you ask it to
lovingly rearrange
the thoughts that make you blue
the things that bring you down
only do harm to you
and so make your choice joy
for joy belongs to you

and when you do
you'll find the one you love is you
you'll find you love you..."


"...so no longer pretend
that you can't feel it near
that tickle on your head
that tingle in your ear
oh ask it anything
because it loves you dear
it's your most precious king
if only you could hear

and when you do
you'll find the one you need is you
you'll find you love you"


Everyone should try to get this song, I think it's copy-controlled, so you cheap bastards can't download it off the internet. The cd is like $30 bucks, but well worth it if you like massive attack. Sinead does a couple other songs too.

Friday, June 18, 2004

And now it's official.
Time for some convocation/graduation. It's sort of funny, and fitting; I drove myself TO university and moved myself in to residence, and now as I'm leaving university, I'm doing it myself again.

Tuesday, June 15, 2004

someone suggested writing that post from a couple days ago in proper japanese haiku style, so here goes (fairly accurate, 5-7-5 syllabic, with seasonal references)

Sore feet, cut-up hands
grave summer at casino
no life, but good tips

Monday, June 14, 2004

J says:
I'm coping with my stress by reading trashy romance novels...there's a 50% chance that my brain will shrivel up and fall out my ear before I get a job.

Jesse says:
i don't know why you do that to yourself

Jesse says:
or how it copes with stress

Jesse says:
i really really don't get that

Jesse says:
how you knowingly read books that aren't good

J says:
they're not BAD they're just sleaze....

Jesse says:
i don't see how they could be good

J says:
Well, they are light, and fluffy, and you KNOW how they're going to end...

J says:
And really, how can reading 40 pages of sex in a grocery store be bad...sigh...

Jesse says:
that's nto what i mean

Jesse says:
i guess i just don't get that...

Jesse says:
reading something purposely "light and fluffy"

Jesse says:
like, reading a book because you know it won't be too mentally taxing

Jesse says:
like reading soemthing you know is going ot suck because you're not in the mood for something amazing

Jesse says:
i can't wrap my head around that.

J says:
Its better than watching TV, and I need to shut my brain off sometimes...

Jesse says:
i know

Jesse says:
i know exactly for what purpose you do it...

J apparently in the newspaper says:
I think to much

Jesse says:
maybe that's my problem

Jesse says:
exemplified by my inability to comprehend purposely reading low brow books

Jesse says:
i guess i've only used book to turn my brain on, not shut it off. i don't think i can shut mine down much

Jesse says:
as is obvious in how many messages i keep writing and how i can't stop

J says:
I just need to sometimes, or I'll think myself to death

J says:
Ever since I read hamlet man...I'm scared

Jesse says:
no no you don't die, from over thinking

Jesse says:
i do it constantly

Jesse says:
you know how in harry potter...

Jesse says:
how they say if you drink unicorn blood you will only have a half life?

Jesse says:
that's what happens

Jesse says:
you keep thinking yourself to near death, but never actually die

Jesse says:
it's like cutting something in half indefinitely; it never really quite goes to zero

Sunday, June 13, 2004

Work. Busy. Sore feet. Crazy tips. No life.

Saturday, June 05, 2004

I just took the kids to see Harry Potter today. Everyone has got to go see it, it was really amazing - probably the best movie I've seen this year.

Megan! You NEED to go see it. If you have no one else to go with, I'll take you for sure. You're going to love it

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

-kkccchhhhhk-
-jtownE to howeizzzA mah sizzzah, do you copy?
-howeizzzA we have just received confirmation of your landing in country codenamed Red Team Charlie, over -kkccchhhhhk-
-requesting immediate correspondence via blogger post indicating your current location and mission objectives, over -kkccchhhhhk-
-DO I make myself clear sars?
-jtownE over and OUT.
-kkccchhhhhk-

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

Blast you GLOMMOPTICUS!!!


(you know who you are. ok maybe you don't know who you are, but we know who you are, check the hint in the term that aptly describes you and your glomming ways)

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