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The following online journal entries are from October 2001. |
MONDAY. 5:53 PM. I am having post-busy-weekend depression. I was doing something, going somewhere, seeing somebody for nearly three days straight and now I feel a little tired, a little lonely, a little let down after the excitement has settled. Every once in a while, a song I hear on the radio or in the background of some film or television show or catch the middle of the video on MTV just sticks with me -- haunts me, guides me, surrounds me, fills those tiny moments I'm standing at the bus stop when I find myself singing bits of the song. "Galileo" by the Indigo Girls still ranks as my life's theme song. A few years ago, right before I left Maryland for San Francisco, the current them was "Thank U" by Alanis Morrissette (which was oddly echoed by Dido's "Thank You." Well, my theme song these days is "Superman (It's Not Easy)" by Five For Fighting. "Superman (It's Not Easy)"
I can’t stand to fly
I’m more than a bird... I’m more than a plane
Wish that I could cry
It may sound absurd... but don’t be naive
Up, up and away... away from me
I can’t stand to fly
I’m only a man in a silly red sheet It’s not easy to be me. I'm not sure exactly why I like this song so much. But I have recently developed a penchant for folksy, rock ballad male vocals (see David Gray, Shawn Mullins, or Train). Something about the voice quality makes me very happy; it releases all sorts of fun endorphins. Plus, the music is just the right timbre, just enough melancholia. Maybe I imagine the lead singers (who often are attractive to me) as being as sensitive and deep and passionate as their songs. You can listen to a version of "Superman" at MTV. I think the live version is the only one available. Or you can download it via limewire. |
TUESDAY. 1:01 PM. I had a very short day at work today. I am basically done with the job. But I'm going to stick it out as long as I can. Afterall, money to pay rent is money to pay rent. I'll just have to grouse about it a lot. What else is new? I'm still recovering from the long weekend and from the time change back to daylight standard time. I feel like I have jet lag. I hate it. I think we should abolish it entirely. I don't have the energy to write up my weekend. So, the infamous bulleted format will just have to suffice: -- went to POW on Friday night with Dustin -- have come to realize that peach schnapps is not my friend since the last drink I had at POW was a Corey "special" that had a lot of the devil's liqueur in it and I got home and became violently vomitous for half an hour -- Saturday day I spent working on my website and writing the "State of the Ed" email I sent around to my friends -- Saturday night, I went with my friend Kara to a Halloween party at Rob and Murphy's house, I was dressed as Sonic the Hedgehog (pictures below) and she was a "gynecologist" (lesbian humor -- hah!)
-- the party was a lot of fun and I got to meet all sorts of new people, not enough cute single gay men though -- I suffered a great costume party humiliation -- another person came as Sonic the Hedgehog (what are the odds of that happening?), I was the better Sonic though, I went around the whole night introducing myself as the "real" Sonic -- Sunday, I went to the NaNoWriMo pre-launch gathering for the Bay Area writers, Dustin and Alenda went with me, we got to meet a lot of really great people, again not enough cute single gay men
WEDNESDAY. 2:29 PM. Happy Halloween! Happy NaNoWriMo Eve! I just learned that the Star Wars: Episode II teaser trailer will be shown before Monsters, Inc., which opens this Friday. I might just be tempted to go see it. |
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