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Saturday, August 2, 2008

assorted miscellany

item the first: when buddy holly was my age, he was already dead.

item the second: 6th avenu heartache by the wallflowers is still a rocking tune. i wish their two biggest singles didn't differ markedly in tone and, to some degree, style from the rest of their catalog.

item the third: some assorted miscellany of quotes:

'the city air is poison, but it tastes so sweet'
-david g.

'i'm so glad our paths crossed this time today / on our way into the night'
-david m.

'and if every window pane should shatter / if every wall should fall apart / well it might hurt a bit, but would it matter - with this diamond in my heart?
-david g.

'"wouldn't work with dragons," said lady ramkin. "some daft creature rolls on its back, you disembowel it. that's how they look at it. almost human, really."'
-terry p.

item the fourth: pepsodent should not be allowed to label itself 'toothpaste'. instead it should be given the new label of 'wtf is this white shit supposed to be? why is it leaving a film on my teeth? how is my mouth cleaner now'.'

item the fifth: go shopping tomorrow. you need plates and some assorted sundries from other home furnishing suppliers.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

oh i forgot to tell you

fit flops were a massive failure. there is something wrong with my feet, i think, because i literally become FULL of pain when i tried to walk in them. the pressure of keeping them on my feet, when concentrated entirely in the area between my big toe and my second toe was 100% more than i can deal with. i think that makes me sound like a huge pussy, which i am not. i have a pretty high tolerance for pain, although i am not a pleasant person when i am in pain, i can fucking deal with it. i've had 6+ major operations, and have had a plethora of lesser medical procedures. in other words, i am a total bad ass. but my feet are retarded. oh well. i returned them. the teva sandals i got earlier in the summer have no support, but i can deal with wearing them a few times a week i guess. they are comfortable enough.

in the end, i do recommend fit flops if you are able to wear thong sandals. they are both incredibly comfortable for the bottom of your feet, but they also really work your leg muscles. i felt it in my thighs especially.

i am still up. partly because my roommate got in the shower before me, but mostly because my heart is beating all hard and fast and generally weird and i am now convinced that i have another heart arrythmia. the last time i had one was when i was last very sick, and well... it's scary to think i might not be as healthy as i feel. i am going to get a check up and start acting like an adult.

i think i need to start being more upfront about myself. i don't think i am misrepresenting who i am... but i am certainly omitting information... and assuming others will interpret my 'pauses'. and i am afraid i am being like those people who take information and interest from others like parasites without giving up my own honest self up in exchange. and i hate those people. i find it so offensive. and i think i am doing it. looks like i have to start being much braver.

in conclusion, i hate hulk hogan. and i can now not listen to the beastie boys without playing the beastie boys warm up in my head.