Perspective

You know every once in awhile I puruse the personals online in different cities that I have lived in, just ya know to gauge what the current male population is like.

Today it was Austin, where I found the following:

being smart is sexy
being a smartass is sexier

I think I have found my soulmate, what do you think? ;-)

Pink Elephants

You know being alone with a very active imagination is seemingly always detrimental. You see it's been rather tough up here in New England to find just normal people to hang out with. I can't quite decide if it's the people or the weather, or the heavy salt in the air (you know that somehow seeps into their brains and leeches every kindness that could ever possibly exist).

Of course it also hasn't really helped that I've been basically living out of a box for way longer than I ever thought I'd be, practically willing and ready to pick up at any moment and head back to where I came from.

Either way, this has led to some rather interesting evenings, in my box, alone. It's amazing what one's mind can cook up, from everything from I must be a drug addict (even though I've never taken a drug that wasn't prescribed to me), to maybe if I stayed here just alittle longer I really could meet, and fall in love with and marry a rich man. ;-) Do you see the delusions? It's quite unhealthy, I shouldn't really be left to myself, but I digress.

Last night in particular due to particular chain of events that perhaps I'll elaborate on at a later date when I'm more removed from this current box living, I have surely convinced myself, that as soon as I gain inner happiness and outer beauty that I will die a most vivid and painful death from none other than a lethal combination of paranoia and hypocondria.

Oh yes I'm sure of it, no blood test needed.

Hearing

Pressure Chief by Cake

Ex-Girlfriends by The Low Millions

See if I Care by Gary Allan

Good News For People Who Love Bad News by Modest Mouse

Mix Tape

I think I could have made a mix tape of before-eight-am-noises outside of my apartment this morning. It would have gone something like this:

Track 1) 5:30 AM
Highlights: 1 of 3 dumpsters being dumped which includes the annoying back up *beep beep beep* sisters, followed by the glass/trash shake.

Track 2) 5:45 AM
Highlights: 2 of 3 construction dumpters being loaded, which includes the annoying back up *beep beep beep* sisters, followed by the scrape scrape onto a flat bed truck, culminating in the grandiose crash of the gong like finale.

Track 3) 6:00 AM
Highlights: 3 of 3 dumpsters being dumped which includes the annoying back up *beep beep beep* sisters followed by the glass/trash shake, much like track 1

Track 4) 6:15 AM
Highlights: New flat bed diesel engine truck arrives with replacement construction dumpster, this is much like Track 2, a nice retrograde.

Track 5) 6:30 AM
Highlights: Roofing crew begins to show up which starts with in a metzo forte of low murmured voices, leading ever so slightly into a crescendoing drop of a trailer gate onto the solid ground.

Track 6) 7:00AM
Highlights: Parking lot crew begins to show up starting suddenly allegro with a yell across the parking lot, swiftly changing to directing a diesel engine dumptruck into place with a not so subtle feature of the beep beep beep sisters.

Track 7) 7:15 AM
Highlights: Last but certainly not least, the great neighbor above. I hadn't heard a good track from him since the night before in which he see-sawed on the noisiest plank in his apartment. This morning's rendition, however, was priceless. It began with a soft pattering of feet, quickly crescendoing into a full sprint from one side of the above apartment to the other, introducing a slight fermata only by the slamming of the sliding glass door, followed by another crescendoing of full sprint, ending in an all exciting forte cadence door slamming.

Magic I tell you pure magic this tape was. I can't get the dissonance out of my head it was that memorable.

Night of the Sun

This whole time change thing really has done me more harm than good, while I like still seeing light when I get out of the gym now, I'm still trying to get use to the sleep deprivation after 3 days.

*yawn*

As my father told me not to long ago. "Farmers just hate that extra hour of sunlight, it just burns up their crops."

I know how they feel. ;-)