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I am Going to Waste Today Like Nobody's Business
Back
in Columbus, I'd smoke and just relax reading. Even now, I tend to get
paranoid - so it's a rare occassion when I'll partake. More a solitary
thing, as I tend to clam up and never speak at all if I'm around other
people.
So
- not answering the phones. Not even answering if someone knocks. So don't
even try. :)
UT
Demo is out. Battlefield 1942. I've got a bunch of movies. I've got a
few ideas for some Flash experiments. The day is open to wasting...
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But
I doubt much will change.
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I
mean, they do some neat stuff. Every once in a while, the action shots
were fantastic - a few great scene cuts, transitions. A neat concept at
times, and a few killer moments. But for each instance of newness and
breaking the mold, they seem to apologize for doing anything "different"
and degrade into plain old hollywood dreck. Seriously - stuff that a first-year
writing student wouldn't touch with a 10 foot cliche pen. Ah well. I as
in the mood for pulp, and pulp is what I got.
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But
I'm not sure if it was a good idea, or just the chemicals chattering away
in my brain. It's difficult to tell sometimes, if it's insight you've
gained, or just stupidity. Trying to work it out now, and scribbling and
writing a bit.
I
switched to whiskey. Went out to the store, and bought a small pint. A
fifth would be too dangerous, I think. So this smaller size will be just
for the weekend. I'm getting slowly fuzzy, talking to friends on IM, working
on a poem... and Heather and I may hang out tomorrow, to see some of the
art on display in the neighborhood. Around
the Coyote is this weekend.
Matt
is going to be exhibiting all weekend, and I wanted to make sure to
see his work. It'll be fun to hang out with Heather again, and see what
she's been up to. Hopefully, I won't fall asleep this time. :)
Right
now, there are a gazillion people wandering around the streets near my
apartment. I've got some slow music going, sipping on whiskey. I'm trying
to tease out anything of substance from two lines that I've been repeating
in my head for the past few hours. The world feels rich and full of life,
and what I can see in my immediate view is nothing but possibility. It's
a good feeling.
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