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September 3. The 16-o'clock hour.
I'm being put into a trance yet again by the incredibly rich music entering my ears. No, NOT that music anymore! THIS music. Wow, it's like.... my ears are drinking pure vodka out of the vibrating air around them. Unbelievable. (Special thanks to DJ Elusis for putting us all onto it.)
As fun as this "new seat-of-the-pants page design every half-day" is turning out to be, I'm finding that I want to bring back the interactive database features of the site. It's just a matter of focusing my mind long enough to do it. "Manic depression" (the label modern medicine has given to what I experience) is interesting, isn't it?
I've been relaxing a lot today. Chatted with Scott for a while, and we came to something of an understanding. He's going to hire more new help for x13, and I'm going to continue to work on it for a while, with the purpose of (1) getting things ready for the big launch, (2) transferring my knowledge to whoever he hires to succeed me. Details are yet to be worked out, but I think we're gradually getting synced up again, psychologically speaking.
Tonight, I'm going to attend the big house party to which I was invited. With the recent raids and attempts at intimidation that have happened to community houses in Denver and elsewhere around the country in recent weeks, I'm somewhat nervous about bringing my car there tonight. (I would NOT want the vehicle that currently holds my entire cd collection to be tread under the foot of anti-terrorism law enforcment.)
I contemplated doing the park-n-bike routine. This might be a good idea, not only to reduce risk of my THINGS being confiscated or destroyed by the government thieves, but also because... well, if I'm going to drink alcohol and get my mind even more hammered than it is during a "normal" manic episode, it might be better if I didn't have easy access to my car, for everybody's sake.
Plus you KNOW I'm just salivating at the thought of sharing sleeping bag space with any of the maidens who were teaching me how to paint graffiti on the interior walls last Saturday night.
Yeah, I'm a fuckin madhouse case. But as long as I keep you entertained, you love it too. Admit it.
Hey, I wonder. What would happen if I start trying to mix and beatmatch this "Tristan Und Isolde" shit with the Reverend Marilyn? Oh right, it would probably end up sounding like something worse than that free disc CrimethInc sent me.
Quotes the Bush-man: "Your Enemy is not surrounding your country. Your Enemy is RULING your country."
RISE UP! (The name of the party, according to the flyer she gave me.) I'll be there.
start: Fri Sep 3 17:14:41 MDT 2004
music: Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam - All Cried Out, Can You Feel The Beat, Head To Toe, Lost In Emotion....
Last night, I got several hours of good, solid, non-Clockwork Orange sleep. This may sound small, but for me, it's a huge victory. Ever since two weeks ago, when L___ broke my poor little heart without even doing damn thing, my brain has been unable to put itself down for anything longer than a few minutes at a time.
end: Fri Sep 3 17:22:44 MDT 2004
If anyone is down for an in-depth, intellectual look at the intended meanings behind the film in which I most recently acted, Captain Logan has posted a lengthy annotated version of the screenplay. Will I get around to reading it before the end of the decade? That is another matter entirely.
Fri Sep 3 19:18:01 MDT 2004
Jaeger has indicated that I will be clear to dock Tobias outside the Temple of Castor and Pollux for the night. From there, I plan to take Serenity to the Ranch sometime before 22:00. I should return to Tobias the following day (Saturday). I'm going to make a point of charging my cell phone a little bit before I leave, so if anyone needs to reach me, that line will hopefully be open. If I disappear, never to emerge again, assume that I have gone peacefully, and that all my heart's cries have been fulfilled.
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