This is gonna be a real bona fide consciousness report because i'm not going to revise what i write and im not going to censor though i don't think i'll plop down everything that comes to mind, for the sake of decency. think of the children!
anyway, i dont' have opp, oops i mean, there's a mistake, well, so there it is, anyway i don't have much to say about anything today really. not that i ever have much to say anout anything any other day. well, sometimes i do. but its probably not all that interesting even though i think its incredibly interesting and insightful and groundbreaking. yes, groundbreaking! my lips are dry and im thirsty and the weather seems finally to ahve turned cold, finally. has fall arrived for reals? im sick of this indian summer nonsense.
met someone last night at a friend's housewarming party who apparently went to college with me. well, not with me, we went to the same college and apparently i looked vaguely familiar to her. what a small world, as they say. to think that at some random housewarming party in a random part of brooklyn in this random corner of the world a random person who crossed paths with me at some point in the past would pop up again. isn't it strange?
its 130 on sunday afternoon and im still tired. i feel like i can never get enough sleep. i think my favorite time of day is that moment right before i fall asleep. im so relaxed and im so comortable its about the most pleasant, yes pleasant, feeling in the world.
its been a long time since i've been to the theatre. wish i could afford to go more often. the last thing i saw was, hmmm, some irish, or maybe it was welsh?, play with ralph finnes and tat guy who played the emperor in star wars. that was a good show.
think i'll call mom today. i haven't heard from the old lady since last sunday and its my duty as a son to call home every once in a while, is it not? not that it feels like a duty, i genuinely enjoy talking to the woman. we've grwon much closer since my highschool days when i was embarrassed to be seen in public with her and we couldn't stand to be in the same room with each other for more than five minutes at a time. funny how you can think of yourself as a complete person at the age of sixteen. man was i dumb.
if one day, thousands of years from now, a future race space aliens somehow managed to tap into the remains of the internet and unearthed this blog entry - lets say this entry is all that remains of the internet, of our culture - what would they think? would this stand for all of what we were as a people? a bunch of 0's and 1's that somehow translated into letters which somehow, when put together properly, made words which, when arranges just so into sentences and paragraphs, carrie dinformation. would they think the work a;sdcimnupwoooejr'opq35u6092u58 made sense to us?
on that note, im off to call mom.
Comments (2)
yo,
this is crazy.
i think woolf would agree with you that this is some groundbreaking stuff. nothing is ever that mundane to be considered as such.
and, on another note, nothing that you're thinking about ever comes by accident or at random. there's always a reason and a method behind even the most random stuff.
it's amazing the things that fall onto our keyboards when we're sleep-deprived.
Posted by Rebecca | October 15, 2007 8:19 PM
Posted on October 15, 2007 20:19
How refreshing . . . a real bona fide consciousness report that is "incredibly interesting and insightful and groundbreaking" . . . to be honest I found it to be refreshing in its simplicity and honesty. Truth be told, there are times when I sit down to blog and have nothing particularly interesting or blog-worthy to record. . . so I record nothing and then I fall behind. Your idea is much better . . . and whether you believe it or not, the things you have to say are interesting if only because they make the reader contemplate similar concepts if only momentarily. . . for example, I'm so thrilled that fall is finally here--there's nothing like a early morning run on a beautiful fall day . . . I haven't been to the theatre in a while either--should talk to my husband about that. . . it is so weird when you see some random person in some random place at some random moment in time--the world truly is a small place . . . and that moment right before falling asleep really is one of the best of the day--so relaxing and peaceful.
There's definately something to be said for not censoring ourselves . . .
Posted by Jennifer | October 15, 2007 10:02 PM
Posted on October 15, 2007 22:02