posted by
stunt_muppet at 09:14am on 10/06/2008 under life, movies, music, randomness, rants, writing
Should probably not be posting again since I've still got a ton of comments and flist entries piling up, but bah. Nobody's ever accused me of being sensible about this sort of thing.
1. Happy belated birthday to
livii! Hope your birthday was fantastic and the coming year is good to you.
2. On the subject of recent movies: Where has Hot Fuzz been all my life?Especially the last few minutes of the outtake reel? *hugs movie in all its insanity*
3. Not written much lately. This is as much due to lack of time as anything else - work's keeping me quite busy, so I can't indulge in leisurely ficcing during the slow hours, and life's picked up the pace recently as well - but another bout of Writerly Self-Doubt and Angst and Woe has rolled through as well, so that's not helping. These funks generally pass in a week or so, though, so for the moment I'm hunkering down, writing aimlessly just to keep in the habit, and hoping that no one steals the prompts I want. :)
4. Concert Day is tomorrow. My uncle and I did a practice run of the route I'm going to take, which wasn't too complicated, especially since Brother will be in the passenger's seat, navigating. Unfortunately, the way does involve spending time on a highway that I loathe because everyone on it wants to kill you.
My experiences with driving are one of the many reasons that I don't understand people at all. Do other drivers just not realize how likely you are to die in traffic? Do other people not grasp the idea that a two-ton hunk of steel, plastic, and glass traveling at upwards of sixty miles an hour is a really, really dangerous thing? Obviously, they don't, because if they did they wouldn't be doing crossword puzzles while they drive.
And yet I'm supposed to be the one who's paranoid.
*ahem* Sorry. Rant over. Anyway, the rest of today (after I get home from work) will probably be spent packing and preparing for the concert. I'm taking the day off tomorrow rather than trying to negotiate the transit time from work to home to Concert Venue, so I'll have a little time in the morning, but better to just get ready now.
5. On a completely off-topic note: Has anyone seen those commercials for Black Label liquor? The ones where the background is all black, so it looks like the name on the box, the label on the bottle, the liquid itself, etc. are all floating in the air? Does anyone know what the song is that's playing during that commercial (the only audible lyric is "mysterious chemistry/you taste like home to me")? I heard it at Banana Republic the other day and I'd really like to know what it is.
Farewell for now.
1. Happy belated birthday to
2. On the subject of recent movies: Where has Hot Fuzz been all my life?
3. Not written much lately. This is as much due to lack of time as anything else - work's keeping me quite busy, so I can't indulge in leisurely ficcing during the slow hours, and life's picked up the pace recently as well - but another bout of Writerly Self-Doubt and Angst and Woe has rolled through as well, so that's not helping. These funks generally pass in a week or so, though, so for the moment I'm hunkering down, writing aimlessly just to keep in the habit, and hoping that no one steals the prompts I want. :)
4. Concert Day is tomorrow. My uncle and I did a practice run of the route I'm going to take, which wasn't too complicated, especially since Brother will be in the passenger's seat, navigating. Unfortunately, the way does involve spending time on a highway that I loathe because everyone on it wants to kill you.
My experiences with driving are one of the many reasons that I don't understand people at all. Do other drivers just not realize how likely you are to die in traffic? Do other people not grasp the idea that a two-ton hunk of steel, plastic, and glass traveling at upwards of sixty miles an hour is a really, really dangerous thing? Obviously, they don't, because if they did they wouldn't be doing crossword puzzles while they drive.
And yet I'm supposed to be the one who's paranoid.
*ahem* Sorry. Rant over. Anyway, the rest of today (after I get home from work) will probably be spent packing and preparing for the concert. I'm taking the day off tomorrow rather than trying to negotiate the transit time from work to home to Concert Venue, so I'll have a little time in the morning, but better to just get ready now.
5. On a completely off-topic note: Has anyone seen those commercials for Black Label liquor? The ones where the background is all black, so it looks like the name on the box, the label on the bottle, the liquid itself, etc. are all floating in the air? Does anyone know what the song is that's playing during that commercial (the only audible lyric is "mysterious chemistry/you taste like home to me")? I heard it at Banana Republic the other day and I'd really like to know what it is.
Farewell for now.
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I don't think the e-mail got through; I haven't seen it, anyway, but I didn't know if you'd sent it yet, so I didn't want to pester you. I understand the difficulty with the various programs, though - I still have to switch between them and reformat way too often.
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You have way better discipline and habits than I ever will. I predict there will be SUCCESS in your future!
And word on the driving paranoia. The problem is that as soon as something becomes familiar, we stop being careful. And then people die. :/ just a few days ago in Savannah the 11 year old brother of someone I knew in high school died in a hit-and-run. Thing is, the driver might not have been driving all that recklessly. Sucks all around.
I... maybe should not have told you that before you take a road trip. Sorry! At least you'll be in a car, too.
Anyway, glad to see you posting even if commenting suffers for it-- and vice versa, hee.
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XD I don't know if discipline has anything to do with it - it's more that if I don't keep writing, I'll stay in this funk for a month or more, and then I'll drive myself crazy wanting to write, and all around it's just easier if I take the pressure off and give myself permission to write whatever crap I want without expecting it to be good.
I still end up staring at the screen and sulking sometimes, no matter my intention, so I'm not as good at this as I make it sound.
The problem is that as soon as something becomes familiar, we stop being careful.
No kidding. I've experienced that a little bit myself - I'm not as careful driving as I'd used to be or should be - but I can't imagine ever thinking I'm so in control that I could read, watch TV, or shave while behind the wheel (I've seen all three).
I'm so sorry to hear about your classmate and his brother, though. Did the driver ever come forward?
Anyway, glad to see you posting even if commenting suffers for it-- and vice versa, hee.
I know, I know, you've posted so many things I need to comment on - I am reading your journal, really, but commenting coherently isn't as easy as sneaking peeks at my flist between writing assignments. Will get to that soon - probably after the concert, once things have calmed a bit.
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I spent a part of last weekend in a car with my aunt of the penchant for running red lights and registering that fact two blocks later. She didn't on this occasion. However, she did habitually stall in the middle of street, alternately speeding up in illogical patches of street, and drive without her hands on the wheel because she was too busy repeatedly stuffing her mouth with pumpkin seeds and throwing the remnants out the window with the other hand. Which she also does all the time. She tried to get me to drive and I refused because I was paranoid about not having my permit and the trouble that could cause if something happened, but quite honestly I can't have fared any worse than her.
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She tried to get me to drive and I refused because I was paranoid about not having my permit and the trouble that could cause if something happened, but quite honestly I can't have fared any worse than her.
eeeeek. Oh my god. I admire you for not making her pull over right then and there. :(
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Ugh - I've heard rants like those before, and they never get any better. Just because nothing's happened yet doesn't mean it never will...