The unsexiest thing in the world: listening to a bed repetitively squeaking through these apartment walls. Fer the love a Mike, get some common sense; if you can hear me washing my dishes, you've got to realize that I can hear you...doing...that. Ugh.
The coolest thing I've seen in a while: the refreshingly genuine-seeming attitude of this young man, when surprised by his hero during a hometown concert. I hadn't been a big crazy fan of either of theirs, and I've never ever watched the show, but this is just a really nice response to a big surprise. [link died]
Uh, my brother is engaged?!
The simultaneously most and least anticipated weekend of the summer: July 15, when I've been invited to a "reunion" of the college theatre group of which I was, at best, a hanger-on. My former spouse, on the other hand, was a key member. He, oddly, has not been invited. At last count, it's me and the organizer who've accepted the invitation. The organizer, interestingly, is the person I was just about to launch a flirtation with (bad grammar, but you get my drift) when I started seriously dating the person whom I later married. He—the organizer, I shall call him "Mark"—was also in my wedding. It does get interesting-er and interesting-er.
Points to ponder: is "bugfuck crazy" more crazy than "batshit crazy"? Is it healthier (mentally, of course) to envision one's blog as a conversation with, say, far-away friends, or with a version of oneself? Is it possible to be too forgiving? Is it more likely to be nowhere near forgiving enough?
I didn't finish any of the tasks I'd resolved to complete today. Prehaps tomorrow; I've a dental appointment, and nearly half the day off besides.
[title quotation by William James, from The Principles of Psychology]
1. Why I loathe communal living...
ReplyDelete2. That kid has pipes. They don't match what he looks like, but wow can he sing. The other guy too. ;-) And yeah, nice.
3. Uhm, yeah. Engaged??
4. So, you're going to this reunion? I shall await further updates.
5. I'd say bugfuck crazy is further along the crazy continuum. Can't you be talking to both/all? Being forgiving is not the same as being a doormat; forgiving isn't forgetting.
6. Whee, dentist. I get to do that Monday.
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1. Just one of the many reasons I hate people.
ReplyDelete2. Great vocal tone anyway, even better when they sing together. Refreshing.
3. I know, right? It's going to take some time to absorb this; I'll have a coherent comment at a later date.
4. Yep, I'm going. I haven't seen Mark in a coon's age, and I don't usually do that organized school stuff, so, why not.
5. There are certainly times when the blog is as much a place to "leave a note for myself" as a communication to you, specifically, or just a substitute for a mass email. Most of the time I'm not consciously determining my optimal audience while writing a post, just writing and sorting out the details later.
I would also say that forgetting doesn't necessarily imply forgiveness, either. Sometimes we "make things go away" (e.g. in the work setting) because it's easier to get by, day to day, but they're still there, not too far beneath. Don't poke, evil work people, or you'll find them....
6. Yay, dentist. Free for another 6 mo. FWIW, my teeth are "beautiful" and "perfect". Who'd've thunk it.
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wow, the kid looks like he is 12 but, he can sing... I never watch Idol either but, it is cool his "hero" would do that for him...
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