words, words, words
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If I begin to detail myself here, will you understand?
P. I am me
Q. I don't always know exactly who that is
R. I am Quaker
S. I like words and playing with them
T. I like genmaicha tea
U. I like the word napkin more than most others
V. I spend time walking my neighborhood
W. I cook rice often
X. I sleep well most every night
Y. I eat large amounts of fruit and vegetables
Z. I munch, sleep, write, create, cook, bike, watch, walk, listen, hope, learn, drink, live, breathe, touch, know, question, taste, copy, read, stare, carry, talk, dance, finger, try.
raisin@gmail.com
albums:
Magnetic Fields: 69 Love Songs
Erasure: I Say, I Say, I Say
Depeche Mode: Black Celebration
The Beach Boys: Pet Sounds
Marvin Gaye: What's Going On?
David Bowie: Hunky Dory
George Michael: Listen without Prejudice
George Gershwin: Porgy and Bess
Yo La Tengo: And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out
songs:
Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone
Come Undone: Duran Duran
Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini: Rachmaninov
My Funny Valentine: Chet Baker
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate: The Flaming Lips
This Must Be the Place: The Talking Heads
Hyperballad: Bjork
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Saturday, January 31, 2004
It's amazing how quickly dust and dirt pile up. you don't pay attention for a few days and you have all these contradicting thoughts mulling up your head so that you can't really think. you have to pull out your broom and sweep all the fallen hairs, the dirt from outside, the nameless tiny stuff all over the walls of your mind. i can feel it there, like something stuck in my teeth after a meal, clogging up more important ideas. it's the tasks i have yet to do, or done only halfway; it's the fear about work; it's the snow and salt outside; it's the anger and resentment in people I know; the spoon from my breakfast cereal. All this clutter and dirt and dust. i wish i were disembodied, could spend in my life in my brain and no more. but of course, i'd miss the cranberry sauce, the snow crunching under my shoes, the hug telling a co-worker goodbye. i guess i'll sweep up then, spend some time on those ideas.
10:33 AM
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