June 27th, 2003

Self-Portrait 3

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I had the strangest dream this morning right before I woke up. I dreamed that I was looking around on the internet and I found something on a movie website that said they were making a movie about luchadores, and Orlando Bloom was going to play the "good guy" lucha while the "bad guy" would be played by David fucking Hasslehoff. In the dream, I woke up and went online thinking about the strange dream I'd just had, only to discover that this movie was really being made, only it would be starring Bloom and John Travolta. After I finally actually woke up, it took a few minutes to convince myself that John Travolta wasn't making a movie about ridiculous Mexican wrestlers. And yes, I believe I have lost my goddamned mind. Thanks for asking.

Usually on Friday nights I go home, take a shower, shave, and then go find somebody to grab dinner with, maybe hang out and do stuff til I get tired, then head home and go to sleep. I think I'm up for a change of pace, so unless someone calls me up wanting to do something, I think I'm going to spend a quiet evening at home tonight. I could clean up, answer some e-mail that I've been meaning to get to, organize my bookshelves, maybe read the first couple chapters of Order of the Phoenix. I could go outside at about 11 and watch the strip-goers for a while, which is always more interesting on Friday nights.

Which reminds me, last night I saw the best ricemod EVAR. Go here, scroll down to the third pair of pictures, and check out the one on the left. Some dude had done the exact same thing to the hood of his '92 Prelude, except his neon was green. I personally don't understand how one person can be that awesome, but maybe that's just me.
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Self-Portrait 3

Hurm.

It would appear that the best way for me to get something is to not want it at all. Which is frustrating, but still appealing in its utter simplicity.

It's been brought to my attention of late that by all appearances, I'm discontented with my life. And I suppose, in one or two vital ways, I am. But I take that out on my friends, and that's not right. Instead I've decided to focus that energy where it belongs, back in to me and who and what I am.

I think things are coming. I think they tried to sneak up on me, like they usually do, but they stumbled across the spider-sense this time. And I spotted it a good ways off on top of everything else, so when it gets here, I'll be ready. But I don't think anyone, maybe even me included, is actually going to be ready for what happens then.

Why do I like that?
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