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Dreams and general Shite.
Aug. 24th, 2003 03:25 pmCibo Matto - [Know your Chicken]--- Tomorrow is School. I dreamed, last night, of being in an apartment complext that was a conglomeration of several i've been in, in the past few days, and a few, from DC. Dreamed of meeting Todd Bridges. You know; Willis, from Diff'rent Strokes. He was the manager of the Apartment Complex, and I asked him about the Celebrity Boxing match, between him and Dustin Diamond, cause i couldn't remember who had won. (Pain - [Easy Out]). He told me that He (Todd) did. But the weird thing is, i don't think they ever actually fought. I t hink my brain merged their individual fights. I thought they had, but a search turns up nothing. If anyone has information, contrary, let me know. Also dreamed of some of my aunts rushing around, trying to escape something, and looking at me, quasi-fearfully, before/while asking me if i'd seen certain members of my family...
Save Ferris - [The World Is New]--- I helped Rob move {to his new place}, yesterday. I got a whole lot of dishes, for it, many of which were rigoddamneddiculously dirty. But i was warned that they might be. {It's one of the reasons he didn't want them, anymore.} Most of them have gone through Several Washer Cycles, now, and some are Soaking in the sink. (Save Ferris - [Spam]). My winamp has been repeating itself, artist-wise, recently. That's odd.
So, i'm back in town, i have new boots, i've my coputer, again, and my portfolio, and school starts tomorrow. People want to see and hang out with me, and that's cool. But, it's rather strange. There's a Gap, there. The gulf of being gone, three months, contemplating the nature of my relationships, with everyone. There are schisms. (Cibo Matto - [Birthday Cake]). Not like i couldn't have predicted that. People have taken to looking and acting passing strange, at me, recently. But i didn't think that not being there for three months would... Wht the fuck am i saying? Of Course i Did.
I went to D.C. to get a change of perspective and, secondly, to make a fuck ton of money, for the summer. I Did These Things. My perspective change, however, was the most important of these, and i can't expect, or even seriously Think that this is going to, in All cases, make things Better. (Oingo Boingo - [Gratitude]). It may, in fact, begin to make things worse. Because the new POV (which is much like the Old POV, with new angles Added), allows me to, as i think it, feel it, whatever, see more things about myself and my interactions with others. And that's not always going to show nice things... And the sick part is, these aren't going to be able to be seen, until i interact. Catalysed, then, and shown for what it is. Differences, and things that may or may not be able to be gulfed. Breeched. Crossed. Hail Mary, and all that.
So.... Yeah... I don't like going out and hanging with people, on their territory, at the moment... I'm having a bit of an issue of having done too much of that. (Moxy Früvous - The Norbals!). I want things on my own "turf," as it were. Aside from it being comfortable, for me (selfish, yes.), it makes it a bit easier on whatever new tear Is there... Like that makes sense, or means anything.
Danny Elfman - [The Cat Is Dead]--- Reactions to my wants could be nothing but bitching, for my preferences, and things that go through my head, always. As many views as possible, remember? But hey, maybe we can all try to accomodate, each other.... I don't know. My head hurts.
Later
Save Ferris - [The World Is New]--- I helped Rob move {to his new place}, yesterday. I got a whole lot of dishes, for it, many of which were rigoddamneddiculously dirty. But i was warned that they might be. {It's one of the reasons he didn't want them, anymore.} Most of them have gone through Several Washer Cycles, now, and some are Soaking in the sink. (Save Ferris - [Spam]). My winamp has been repeating itself, artist-wise, recently. That's odd.
So, i'm back in town, i have new boots, i've my coputer, again, and my portfolio, and school starts tomorrow. People want to see and hang out with me, and that's cool. But, it's rather strange. There's a Gap, there. The gulf of being gone, three months, contemplating the nature of my relationships, with everyone. There are schisms. (Cibo Matto - [Birthday Cake]). Not like i couldn't have predicted that. People have taken to looking and acting passing strange, at me, recently. But i didn't think that not being there for three months would... Wht the fuck am i saying? Of Course i Did.
I went to D.C. to get a change of perspective and, secondly, to make a fuck ton of money, for the summer. I Did These Things. My perspective change, however, was the most important of these, and i can't expect, or even seriously Think that this is going to, in All cases, make things Better. (Oingo Boingo - [Gratitude]). It may, in fact, begin to make things worse. Because the new POV (which is much like the Old POV, with new angles Added), allows me to, as i think it, feel it, whatever, see more things about myself and my interactions with others. And that's not always going to show nice things... And the sick part is, these aren't going to be able to be seen, until i interact. Catalysed, then, and shown for what it is. Differences, and things that may or may not be able to be gulfed. Breeched. Crossed. Hail Mary, and all that.
So.... Yeah... I don't like going out and hanging with people, on their territory, at the moment... I'm having a bit of an issue of having done too much of that. (Moxy Früvous - The Norbals!). I want things on my own "turf," as it were. Aside from it being comfortable, for me (selfish, yes.), it makes it a bit easier on whatever new tear Is there... Like that makes sense, or means anything.
Danny Elfman - [The Cat Is Dead]--- Reactions to my wants could be nothing but bitching, for my preferences, and things that go through my head, always. As many views as possible, remember? But hey, maybe we can all try to accomodate, each other.... I don't know. My head hurts.
Later
