Vital Stats
Mar. 19th, 2008 01:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greenstormThe last couple of days has been a bit of a ride, but it seems to have been the kind of ride that leaves you a little higher than you were before. Think bastard child of an elevator and a roller coaster.
My friends, as always, have been very sweet to me.
I fill space on my own now, though, and I'm an active agent in my own life as opposed to a reactor. It filters everything through a very different lens than I had even only at the beginning of this journal, when everything awful was the end of the world and I was the centre of it. Now there's so much going on that nothing is purely bad, ever. It's nice that some days still manage to be purely good.
I'm done my run of too many days of work without weekends. Trust me, there was a lot of lying around this morning despite the trip tomorrow for which I really should have been packing and doing laundry. It's not a hippie trip, so I'm not too worried. Anyplace there's tea available twenty-four hours a day doesn't require extreme packing.
It's just started raining out and I have the music going loud. I bought an mp3 player yesterday and then discovered it doesn't work without a somethingorother-verified version of windows, which I thought this was, but apparently not. Grr.
I also got the noise cancelling headphones described by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cz_unit awhile ago and they are truly amazing. I put them on for the first time in a restaurant (no music playing, just the noise cancelling feature turned on) and I probably stared around and drooled like an idiot for the first ten minutes-- until I took them off because they felt supremely addictive. Normally I'm surrounded by a huge crushing wall of noise from which I can draw individual sounds by dint of a lot of focus, some lip-reading, and a lot of weird mind tricks. With these on I could hear... things. I mean, I was surrounded by things happening. There were some people talking in the restaurant, some people here and some there. I mean, there were lots of individual voices.
I really have no idea how to explain this. Perhaps the best way is to think visually, to imagine a picture heavily staticked beside the same picture with all the random white noise removed. Anyhow, it made quite an impression.
Hm. The Dreadnoughts show was super-awesome, and I must go to one again. There were too many people I knew and too much going on for me to fully appreciate the music, but most of it really was awesome company and next show there likely won't be so many people.
Apparently I drool in my sleep, and I'm both affronted and embarassed by this fact. Yannow, I think my sex goddess years really are ending.
Now I need to get some sewing done. Be well, y'all.
My friends, as always, have been very sweet to me.
I fill space on my own now, though, and I'm an active agent in my own life as opposed to a reactor. It filters everything through a very different lens than I had even only at the beginning of this journal, when everything awful was the end of the world and I was the centre of it. Now there's so much going on that nothing is purely bad, ever. It's nice that some days still manage to be purely good.
I'm done my run of too many days of work without weekends. Trust me, there was a lot of lying around this morning despite the trip tomorrow for which I really should have been packing and doing laundry. It's not a hippie trip, so I'm not too worried. Anyplace there's tea available twenty-four hours a day doesn't require extreme packing.
It's just started raining out and I have the music going loud. I bought an mp3 player yesterday and then discovered it doesn't work without a somethingorother-verified version of windows, which I thought this was, but apparently not. Grr.
I also got the noise cancelling headphones described by
cz_unit awhile ago and they are truly amazing. I put them on for the first time in a restaurant (no music playing, just the noise cancelling feature turned on) and I probably stared around and drooled like an idiot for the first ten minutes-- until I took them off because they felt supremely addictive. Normally I'm surrounded by a huge crushing wall of noise from which I can draw individual sounds by dint of a lot of focus, some lip-reading, and a lot of weird mind tricks. With these on I could hear... things. I mean, I was surrounded by things happening. There were some people talking in the restaurant, some people here and some there. I mean, there were lots of individual voices.I really have no idea how to explain this. Perhaps the best way is to think visually, to imagine a picture heavily staticked beside the same picture with all the random white noise removed. Anyhow, it made quite an impression.
Hm. The Dreadnoughts show was super-awesome, and I must go to one again. There were too many people I knew and too much going on for me to fully appreciate the music, but most of it really was awesome company and next show there likely won't be so many people.
Apparently I drool in my sleep, and I'm both affronted and embarassed by this fact. Yannow, I think my sex goddess years really are ending.
Now I need to get some sewing done. Be well, y'all.
