I was intending to sit down and enjoy a quiet night at home this evening, and puzzle out how to upload pictures to my webhosting space that I get with my cable modem, but Sarah (Adair) called me at six and conned me into helping her paint her new apartment. So that took most of the night. I did get a mocha out of the deal, so I guess I can't complain too much. The Bad-Ass people make good mocha, too.
I've been on a big consumerism kick lately. In the past two weeks, hell, in the past week, I've bought--
-- The fourth season of Buffy on DVD
-- The Animatrix
-- Sneakers (the movie, not a pair of shoes)
-- Three seven-inch solid steel throwing spikes
-- two kubotan ( I assume the plural of kubotan has no "s", I could be wrong)
-- four new cases and almost a dozen add-in pages to keep modifying my DVD cases, progressing toward my goal of getting rid of all my snapper cases
-- Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, which I still haven't started
-- the X2 super-poseable Nightcrawler, which is the first toy I've bought in a while
-- 160 feet of tripwire
And oh yeah, I got some razors while I was buying toys and books at Target. Those don't really count, tho', because they're useful. I acutally needed them, as opposed to all this other shit.
What else have I been occupying myself with since the last time I did this? Well, not kung fu. Last week, which I was sure I'd be able to make, got rained out in a big way. I've begun to get the impression that I'm ruining the whole thing by actually planning it. Despite that Luke and I have planned for tomorrow night, come hell or high water, the latter being far more likely. So finally I'll be off my ass and back to that.
Speaking of Luke, I got an amazing book from him this weekend (well, from Ruthanne, via Luke) called The Gift of Fear, by Gavin de Becker. Everyone I know, especially every woman I know, needs to read this book. It's incredible. It had me hooked from the beginning because the theories in it are built on some basic principles that I've already believed my entire life: First, all our technology and fancy societal mannerisms aside, at the most basic level, human beings are animals. We're the animal with the opposable thumbs at the top of the food chain, but we're still animals. And second, talking about "not being afraid of anything" is bullshit macho posturing, and it's stupid. Fear is a survival instinct. You have to control it, not let it control you. Hopefully my copy will be here by the end of the week.
I got to hang out with Michelle this weekend, which is something I miss being able to do. I like to think that Michelle is what it would be like to have a sister that I actually like who's close to my age instead of a fairly mean bitch who's fifteen years older than I am.
Last weekend I ended up downloading the entire album of Unearthed, which is really cool choral/orchestral/electronica stuff by, as far as I've been able to dig up, a couple of German composers who collectively release music under the name of E.S. Posthumus, and that's pretty much what I've been listening to ever since. I like this stuff so much I'm actually going to buy it. Listening to it, I've noticed that a LOT of music I've heard in trailers in the past year or so that left me wondering 'damn, where did that cool music come from?' is off this album. Somebody needs to get these guys to score a film.