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Besides this video, the following will not involve turtles in any way.

Looking back at this website as of late, I really look schizophrenic. Random updates with small bits of meaning are interposed with various faux hatred of random elements. I’ll be honest, most of the time the anger and annoyance I portray while update is completely fabricated. I’m pretty sure nobody’s really surprised by that. Actually, that’s not entirely accurate—it’s more like misdirected, unhealthy ragedumping. I’m funny when angry, apparently.

I’ve been starting and stopping Black Sabbath’s Heaven and Hell over and over for about an hour now, only allowing 8 seconds or so of the song to play. I think I’m trying to put myself in the mood for the song. I’m really fucking weird when it comes to music. I have a vast music collection yet I rarely go exploring. The song I’m listening to is either the ultimate reflection of my current emotional and mental state, or I’m playing it to get a cheap laugh.

Thus the reason that Natalie Merchant song is going on down there. I’m really digging that song. It’s been playing in my head for days, and I think it’s because I’ve had the oh-so-clichéd feeling that my life is a movie and I’m doing nothing but watching it play out.

This is becoming more and more stilted and hack, isn’t it?

I was driving home this evening and I saw a minivan dolled up as a shuttlecraft from the Starship Enterprise. Galileo, in fact. After laughing for a brief minute I, being the overly analytical asshole that I am, sit there and actually nitpick the fact that the insignia on the spacecraft/Dodge Caravan are incorrect. I actually realized I was doing it and felt like kicking myself. Why is it I find the need to pick apart anything good and humorous in the world? Oh, right. Because I’m an overly analytical asshole.

Try saying overly analytical a few times. You catch your tongue real quick.

I’ve been thinking about actually starting the random collection of short stories that I want to turn into a novel. Nothing interesting of course, just mundane bullshit I’ve run across in my few short years of existing on this planet. Okay, now I’m being self-deprecating, but the point is that I’ve seen and experienced a few interesting things that I’d like to put into a collection. I doubt it will get published, much less finished. If I even write it, I doubt I’ll put the effort into publicizing it. It could be an interesting endeavor in itself, however.

We’ll see, yeah?

Posted on Wednesday, January 9th, 2008 at 11:44 pm in Whatever | rss feed for comments| Leave a response, or trackback