i don’t know how to use tumblr properly even though it is the simplest blogthing out there everywhere
i made a ring out of a random plastic thing i bought on sale from muji, and a blob of dried uhu glue. the problem is that it kind of sticks to whatever it is sitting on if left alone for too long. i like it though. it looks like a screwed up diamond and each little blog of air inside the bigger transparent blog spells “got potential”.
To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.
1. i want to go out and make something. today i fixed two lights in the house and scanned a bunch of wedding photos from the 1930s. i feel like sitting under one of these said newly fixed lights and painting a pair of shoes to death. maybe i will. but i’ll be dead to the world in church at 8am tomorrow and that would not be so good.
2. i got lost trying to drive home from the esplanade. i am a champion because i almost ended up in chinatown after almost stopping at a green light and pissing the mercedes behind me off. in the end i made a giant loop round almost empty shenton way and had good music throughout, so it wasn’t really too bad.
3. it’s mothers’ day tomorrow. we have an excess of cupcakes in the fridge to celebrate.
i feel like doing three things: needlessly venting, sleeping and listening to more ratatat.
1. i have been reading anthony keidis’ scar tissue. it is a good book and has enlightened me unto the possibility that a great deal of the world’s unhappiness stems from some kind of addiction.
2. i should go and buy a pair of shoes to replace my over-loved flats. these have literally seen wind and rain and deserve a bit more than a cracked sole as recompense.
3. is star trek worth the tix? bloody hell tumblr has a nifty Q&A function. i wonder - since wonder is one of the principal functions of this place - how many people actually come here, and how many of that number aren’t put off by its abject lack of use or meaning. you can’t get much lower or confused than experimentally trying to be a civilly attuned, amiable creature.
PS: i really want to read totto-chan after flipping through the first chapter. i have no idea why.
pre: this is a sociable experiment, because being sociable and being experimental have both happened to be suddenly appealing. maybe i should format posts.
1. i have been drinking unbearably awesome amounts of cold cocoa. this gift from high above in a cup is produced by dissolving sugar and said cocoa in a small amount of hot water, and filling rest of glass with cold milk. almost guiltless because all the goodness in it more than makes up. goodness is flexible by definition.
2. berkeley somehow managed to register me as a male student. this makes applying for housing (with a female-only hall as one of my choices) kind of complicated, though the system doesn’t seem to give much of a shiz. i also found a “theme program” centred on gender and sexuality called unity house and am starting to wonder if my gender incident is a sign that i should sign up for it.
3. i watched chungking express and fallen angels. they are overdose standard but good and i have a crush on michelle reis. and i actually enjoy watching takeshi kaneshiro now. even more when in frame with michelle reis.
afterthought: maybe i should try putting both the male-only and female-only halls as choices and see what happens.
