more of the same
so... woke early, showered, was gonna go to get bloodwork done cuz I have a check up next week, but found myself reading and responding to comments over at myspace and before I knew it, I was late for work as usual... they don't mind, they need what I can do... work was spacey... I finally got started after lunch after spending the morning talking, searching the net for concert tickets, and talking some more... in the afternoon I redesigned a form I use... I should probably start working on my work tomorrow as February is s short month...
I got home and ate a salad a veggie burgers... then TV... Sci-Fi, of course... SG1... then I got into Enterprise and almost forgot about 24 so I only caught part of the second half... then more Enterprise then The Dresden Files then Twilight ZOne where the absolutely adorable Laura Harris held my attention in the kind of story that rattles my innards, stirs up my ire, and brings on my tears... dangit...
while the TV was doing it's thing, I checked my myspace and visited around and I ate some potato salad and some mixed fruit and then came here... so much excitement, I could hardly put it into words... and that's life, at least for the moment...
the cold/flu bug is still doing battle with the little guys in the blood that fight off cold/flu bugs and I feel like a battlefield, but in a way it's fun to watch the little guys run around chasing each other... of course I am not interested in war movies, so I try to see them as madcap Keystone Cops and cartoons... and Wile E. Coyote germ will not get Road Runner lymphocite in this episode either...
hope you're having some fun too :)
Labels: brief, food, health, lazy, life, myspace, rest, sci-fi, sniffles, TV, work
2 Comments:
watch for serenity to have an orgasm and moan in agony over your twilight zone addictions.
i've been keeping an eye on my friend who says he knows what he's talking about and we shall travel to sanfran for my introduction to teh psychedelic experience, only there he can be sure his sister (a registered nurse) has the GOOD stuff, not the impure crap available on the streets.
plus the guy wants to marry my cousin, so i guess i have to trust him, no? in fact, i would like to see what kind of fuckup he is when his mind gets all twisted, it is a test to judge him worthy of mingling with my dna lineage.
as far as bad trips / good trips, my madness has shown me all, thus i plan to use this stuff strictly as practice, so i can be ready for the real real bad trips that the juices of my own brain allow me to embark upon.
& if i shall end up in the never neverland forevah [at least when viewed from external observers confined to this lifetime], ah well, i've always maintained that the real madness is returning to the real world from the land of the mad hatters and not the going into IT!
godspeed, i say!
ps: hope to post youtube when and if it happens, but don't hold your breath, at the rate i've been planning this, i expect i might get to 40 and still talk about it. past 40 i'll be dead fershure, so that don't count!
Timothy Leary was tripping into his sixties... age and hypertension are two strikes against me going for another trip through strawberry fields forever or wherever it goes, but heck, life is an experiment and once we stop experimenting we might as well be dead dead instead of just mostly dead...
I think I did more drugs in San Francisco than any other city...
Pink Floyd in the Cow Palace... Blue Oyster Cult... Dave Mason... Led Zeppelin... ELO... The Who... Yes... and the locals... ah, I love the crazy fool I was :)
and really, what a long strange trip it has been...
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