Tuesday, September 26, 2006

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" oh i'm not worried, remember.

it's not about whether or not i think i'm making sense, it's a matter of "is that what i meant to say?". "

Just a little snippet from a convo with my ol pal Katie. Good words to keep in mind.

It's not really advice I think of in daily life, just a few choice situations where i seem to give off a split image of myself.

On another offshoot... I'm far from expectations. I know that already. I won't take any normal earning, nor some frivilous extraordinary title. Theres just less and less to prove.

Yes, Ms. DiFranco, 'everyone is an f*king Napoleon.' Excuse the language but the statement is classic.

I forgot how much I love long bus rides. I love being amongst unknown faces, I peek around at all the expressions people have at their faces. Some grumble down at their watches, others stare out the window. A lot of people are lost in their own heads when they are parked in their blue cushioned bus seats. It's interesting. Sometimes I think I am able to pick out a few hippiesque people like me that could drive if they chose, but are into alternative transportation methods. My brother, Derek, is urging me to make a collection of all the odd people I see on UTA. I sketch people occasionally, usually people who fall asleep in the front. It just tickles him.


On a sidenote I am tearing out my hair trying to reformat my blog. I've already composed a new design for it, but making the images and backgrounds is the easy part. Sheesh. Xanga was very easy to crack with a basic feel for html. Blogger uses xml for its templates which is a bit tricker to overlap, not really knowing what I'm doing.

Oui, the things I think about at night. Night, when there's nothing left to do than just soak in the silence and think. Laughable, private thoughts fill my mind, just like stupid little pennies in a city park fountain. Why did Icarus fly so far, so hard? *laughs* It's not just motor fuel that's overpriced these days. I'm sure Pandora would love to know why we all ask for more than we're ready to get.

Just the things I tell myself these days.

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