I feel caustic and manic
Mar. 2nd, 2004 12:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
threeplusfireMove or die. I think about that a lot lately. That if one ceases to reach for apples and books and all things, one might as well lay down and die. We all have to take care of ourselves to a certain extent, regardless of what support we may be privileged to have in our lives. We must all walk some roads alone.
There's something thrilling and something scary in that. But I'll take it any day over giving up.
There's a meme going around asking things like which userpic is most representative, what interests are too weird to explain, does the title make sense and whatnot. I would type that all up, except that I haven't answered it for anyone else. I am however, just that bored.
So if there's something here you want to ask me about, you know where the comment button is.
Virgil did not believe me when I explained that drinking was an important part of my college degree. I had the only one that requires you to be able to do a number of shots and get home on public transit. I should drag Melynda up here one day, because I think Virgil and Kingsley could be brothers. She would get a kick out of that I'm sure.
I want a beer so badly, and for no good reason. Actually, one of those kick ass apple ciders Sarah brought over would be even better. This happened yesterday too, except that I was alaso craving a hamburger. I don't know why I feel this, but it's absurdly present and strong. I'm going to blame some of my lurking characters for it. Being a writer means you get to do that and no one is allowed send you to the mad house. Perhaps that is why I have always wanted to be a writer.
Another hour before I can home and have that beer though.
There's something thrilling and something scary in that. But I'll take it any day over giving up.
There's a meme going around asking things like which userpic is most representative, what interests are too weird to explain, does the title make sense and whatnot. I would type that all up, except that I haven't answered it for anyone else. I am however, just that bored.
So if there's something here you want to ask me about, you know where the comment button is.
Virgil did not believe me when I explained that drinking was an important part of my college degree. I had the only one that requires you to be able to do a number of shots and get home on public transit. I should drag Melynda up here one day, because I think Virgil and Kingsley could be brothers. She would get a kick out of that I'm sure.
I want a beer so badly, and for no good reason. Actually, one of those kick ass apple ciders Sarah brought over would be even better. This happened yesterday too, except that I was alaso craving a hamburger. I don't know why I feel this, but it's absurdly present and strong. I'm going to blame some of my lurking characters for it. Being a writer means you get to do that and no one is allowed send you to the mad house. Perhaps that is why I have always wanted to be a writer.
Another hour before I can home and have that beer though.
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Date: 2004-03-01 10:24 pm (UTC)Any particular pros and cons in regard to riding public transport home after a long night at the bar? Is stumbling home favored? (was, for me, anyhow)
Just a sidenote... Thank you for that first paragraph. I agree completely in that. Personally, when difficulty snakes around my legs and keeps me from walking, I try, at least, to keep crawling. I may make it more difficult with ballyhooing and caterwauling, but to keep the momentum going is paramount.
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Date: 2004-03-01 10:36 pm (UTC)Public transit pro: you can pass out for a bit, and don't have to be entirely coordinated
Public transit con: could be stuck in a tram full of smelly drunk tourists
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Date: 2004-03-01 10:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-01 10:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-01 10:58 pm (UTC)( sorry for the long URL )
You reminded me....
Date: 2004-03-02 10:14 am (UTC)"I think that sometimes we become lethargic out of fear. It’s not really laziness so much as it is timidity. We’d rather bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of, when in truth the place where one is standing may be untenable, it may be dangerous, it may be stultifying, and it’s better to just step on. You know, you have to move."
Here's the interview the quote came from Maya Angelou and Bell Hooks (http://www.shambhalasun.com/Archives/Features/1998/Jan98/Angelou.htm)
Re: You reminded me....
Date: 2004-03-02 11:04 am (UTC)