Mood: cranky
Music: Type O Negative Life is Killing Me CD party

I hadn't posted anything in a few days and missed a few times when I'd intended too. Anyway, not really interested in saying anything, just that I'm still heree and have not dropped this thing, even though some people seem to think that I'd intended to drop something else entirely. hmph.

Mood: eery
Music: KISS's Detroit Rock City sndtrk

It was just comething I wanted to test out w/ the new DVD player, but this movie I related to far too well. Maybe its because I was five in 1978 and can remember what was happening back then. I was never really a KISS fan until I saw this, and they were one of the best rock concerts that I have ever seen, but my interest in them was rather faddy I must confess. Still, this movie is hilarious once in a while. :)

Mood: mysteriously anxious
Music: The Crystal Method

Wow! New blog, new possibilities? Can't tell so far, but my mind's not really awake yet. I was up til four A.M. this morning reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I finished the denouement this morning after I woke up at about 9:30. There was some things I wanted to see that didn't happen, but otherwise it was a good book. I don't want to spoil anything for those who haven't read it yet, so i won't dwell on it. I've got erands I have to run today like the bank, take care of insurance, maybe even cell phone and car windshield being fixed. Until next time.

Mood: uncertain
Music: The Chieftains

Today marked a return to a more routine schedule at work. I opened serving chicken and made my usual fetching of the Richmond Restaurant order. I got just about all of the cole slaw packaged and read the latest Harry potter on my breaks. Still, the convenience checks taht are going to get me back up in the air did not arrive yet. I'm anctious. I SO want to fly again. Tonight the History Channel is doing a show on the lives of superheroes. I'm looking forward to that. Why taht's history, I don't know, but it should be fun to watch ne'ertheless. I'm still debating whether to go back to Taryn's tonight to fetch my viola or no. Its rather difficult to practice it without it. Like I practice in the first place. :P ;)

Mood: sleepy
Music: Saphire: the Uppity Blues Women

The music selection that I'm listening to right now is something that Mom lent to me. She described it as raunchy, but it seems fairly normal to me. It sounds like three ladies having fun making music. *shrug* maybe they've got some attitude, but I'm not sure I'd call them raunchy, but then again I haven't been paying that close of attention to the CD. I was trying to order a custom Bob Dylan CD, but the web site seems to have had some trouble. I'll have to try again later. That seemed like such a neat concept, being able to custome mix a CD to order yourself. Why didn't they think of this sooner?! Or how come I'm only hearing of it now?

Mood: politically perturbed
Music: Eddie From Ohio

Okay, soapbox time: I'm sitting here eating breakfast and turn on the "Hitler" Channel just out of habit and some guy I don't know is interviewing some astronaut I don't know. Apparently he's some hero in the astronaut world, but I don't know his story. Anyways, he makes this comment about how the only reason we beat the Soviets into space was because we're a democracy and they're communists. What a load of CROCK! Here's why this statement peeves me off: first off you're comparing apples and oranges. A democracy is a form of government, and communism is an economic system. Second off, the United States of America is NOT a true democracy. We are a Republic. If we were a democracy we would elect our officials directly. We do not. That's where the electoral college comes in. We as a people elect the electors of the president, senators, etc. The former Soviet Union ALSO happens to be a republic. That's what the R in U.S.S.R. stands for! Communism stands opposed to Capitalism. Those are the economic systems. Anyway, I know most of the people who actually read this probably understand this, but once in a while I need to fume about it.

Mood: inquisitive
Music: "Sheena is a Punk Rocker" by the Ramones

"I want to hear/ read/ write(?) a poem..." [from Def Poetry jam]
...about what concerns you most.
...about the vampire who's a musical geek.
...about what Dylan forgot about.
...that didn't come from struggling through writer's block.
...about making up your own religion.
...that wasn't inspired by death, children, butterflies, fairies, or rainbows.
...that sounds like what rap should have been.
...that wakes me up to something new.
...for getting my mind out of that rut.
...that replaces coffee in the morning.
...that isn't a poem anymore. Its more. Its new. Its the next art form.

Mood: disappointed
Music: Whip It by Devo

ok, five minutes ago I knew what i wanted to type about, but here I am with a big ol' blank. I'm still trying to figure out what to cook for dinner tomorrow night. I think I made a major faux pas in front of a friend who was having an awful night, and I guess I should apologize, but I don't know if he took it personally or realized that we were just being us. Obviously this mad ramble is deliberately vague, but if the relevent individual reads this he should probably be able to figure out what I'm talking about. I was a lil insensitive. I know you were having a rough night, and I probably wasn't much help. I'm sorry. Later.

Mood: feeling productive
Music: the Essential Bob Dylan

Oh! the depressing matter of cleaning up my room. A project left undone since I moved back home. Having too much stuff does not help the matter any. I'm sure John Y. is singing Dave Brocki (sp?) by this point but the fact remains that I need to find another place for my stuff. So towrads that end I went price shopping for storage space. I looked at the Blue & Gray stoage and Genito mini storage so far. Gonna check out the one Edy's old farm near Huguenot Rd. soon before I decide which one I want to use. All this is pressed by the point taht Mom and Da intend to remodel their bathrrom and so they intend to take over mine and Craig's. That means that he and I will finally have to move out. Trouble is I have to wait for the inheritance to come through before I can do so. So much to do ahead and I don't like a minute of it. I'm sure some cameraderie will come in handy. :)

Mood: lethargic
Music: Fantasy a 4 the "Great Basse" by Orlando Gibbons and Julia Hodgson

I came home from a busy day at work to find Dad home, which was a bit of a surprize as I expected him to be home sometime late tonight from his business trip. Not an unpleasant one. *shrug* Another package arrived today. *teehee* And my mind is just not feeling very creative right now, which is what I want it to be. maybe I should start writing this thing after I've had a good refreshing nap. Who am I kidding around here a nap is bound to be interrupted in some unfortunate fashion making the point of taking it before writing mute. I'm hoping to spend tomorrow doing some new home hunting. I have no clue where to begin. Maybe I should ask Dad for some tips. I know he's going right back on the road, but he has a cell phone, right? Okay, enough mindless meanderings. Til next time.

Mood: the party's over- Mom's home
Music: Mass of the Blessed Virgin by the Monastic Choir of the Abbey of Montserrat

Well, sometime last week i couldn't find my credit card, so I figured that I'd left it behind at a store. I called my bank, had it reported lost thereby cancelling it. What happens today?! I take my driver's license out to show it to the clerk at Best Buy and find the old credit card hiding back there. Why would I have put it back there? It doesn't go on that side of my wallet. I could have bought Taryn's BIG b-day present today it I hadn't cancelled my card already. I am SUCH a schmuck! *sigh*
Btw, any players of my upcoming Victorian Age: Sorcerer campaign- new books arrived today. Be afraid, BE VERY AFRAID! *evil cackle*

Mood: too tired to tell
Music: Celtic folk (at the moment- No Frontiers by Mary Black, but whatever comes on the station)

Too exhausted to think of a real subject of conversation. Apologies to those who actually read my site. Thanks for stopping by. Do come again. ;)

Mood: mildly nervous energy(you know, that feeling at the start of the day that you want to do something, but you don't know what)
Music: Lionheart by Angels of Venice

According the the Gothic calendart today records the death of two important figures of history of mythic proportions: King Arthur and Joan d'Arc. Of Arthur's death at the battle of Camlan and his transport at the hands of the three women to Avalon I know a fair deal, my knowledge of joan's death on the pyre leaves something to be desired. She seems to becoming serendipitous as of late so mayhap its time to delve into her lore. I have books that certainly mention her, but she's something pretty much glossed over before moving on to the next subject. Whether she was Christian or pagan seems to be an issue of contention based on what text I read as well, and and issue of contention in her own life as well. Too many sources seem biased. How do i find the one that's not and know it?

Mood: releived
Music: nevermind, not worth mentioning

So the pangs of hunger enter my consciousness, and I wonder why I'm still sitting here at the keyboard clicketing away at letters to put forth some semblance of a statement into the record of my day. Of course, i don't know of what sort of food for which it is that I crave, but I do know that its time to feed the cats as they so pointedly reminded me. At least it makes them more affectionate, e'en playful, but now I'm hungry too, and here I go.

Mood: miserable
Music: Finale from The Abyss sndtrk by Alan Silvestri

Of all the mornings to forget my allergy medication why did I have to do it on the morning I work in the chicken room? That breader is horrible on the sinouses! I spent the last two hours of my shift working and blowing my nose. No fun. At least I got my car tune-up taken care of. One less issue to worry about.

Mood:amused
Music: The Masquerade Suite by Aram Khachaturian

So my mother and girlfriend got into a religious discussion last night and were worried that I'd be offended by their discussion. Oh! contrere, mon frere (sp?) Im usually rather intrigued by such discussions, even if I do disagree with both parties. Just because I disagree doesn't mean I'm going to be offended. Okay, a couple of things Mom said got me a lil offended, but it was about her wanting to convert me. As long as she stayed off of that subject it was interesting. Meanwhile, poor Dad is bored to tears over it. Needless to say, despite the fact that I'm an atheist and Taryn's Pagan I was rooting her on. It wasn't really a winner/looser debate though, it was more like an open forum, and that's what was good about it. I probably should have contrubuted more to it, but there was enough being thrown out to bother with a third P.O.V. Taryn seemed to be defending me at one point by saying that even those people who chosen to believe in nothing have at least chosen something to believe. I don't exactly believe in nothing per se. "We are each of us gods and goddesses unto ourselves" is something of a credo that I've developed. I'm not trying to deify myself, at least not in the literal sense. I'm not on some megalomanical kick here. Metaphorically we all should take on the responsibility to the world, our community, our ecosystem, each other as god(desse)s. I grant you I'm hardly a good example of what I'm preaching here, but its an ideal by which to live. I think that psychologically people feel a need to believe in God/Goddess, or a pantheon of gods/goddesses because it takes responsibility away from the believer. "Take my sins away, God. you take it, not me." No, I say forgive yourself. Be responsible for your own sins, but work your way through the guilt, learn, and grow. That is what I believe is truly healthy.

Mood: paranoid
Music: unavailable

Sometimes I just get to that point where I don't know who to trust anymore.

Mood: sleepy, scatterbrained, enthusiastic
Music: Buffy: the Vampire Slayer theme by Nerf Herder

Enthusiastic b/c tonight I'm making it back to the pub for the first time in a month and a half! It seems a pretty celebratory night too. After the memorial service I could use something resembling a wake.

I'm gonna start using a convention I've witnessed on Megan's and Micah's LiveJournal entries: namely the identification of mood and music at the time of the entry.

Mood: feelings of acomplishment.
Music: "Fairytale of New York" by the Pogues ft. Kirsty MacColl

Those feelings of accomplishment come from freeing up some space on my computer. I went from just about all full up to seventy-five% in just a few quick deletions. Getting rid of the last of AOL helped. I had an interesting quantumphysics hypothesis goin' on earlier at work today, but I'll be darned if I'm awake enough to go into that now. Maybe next time.

And there it is! Evryone give a "shout out" to post comments to me! :) hahahaha