My connection has a knack for dying just as i hit the post button, and i have a knack for posting things i can’t ever really reconstruct. Isn’t life funny that way?
by krisis
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I’m starting to feel like a real person. I have friends, i go places, i spend money … all things real people do. I had this spectacular conviction a few months ago that i was completely two-dimensional, and no one could convince me otherwise until Selina. Selina turned me into a real person who honestly believes in their life, and now everything i do has an extra dimension where before it was just flat. And, people are actually responding to me – because i believe i’m worth responding to now.
AMkitchen is getting a months overdue update, but if you’re a regular reader here i don’t think any of it will be new to you. AMkitchen used to be the main component of my website, and now this has taken over and left the kitchen as a neatly designed archive for all the witty new songs that pop up over here. I suspect after i begin work in earnest on my new demo (in less than 12 hours, honestly!), things will perk up over there. We shall see…
Want to hear some interesting facts about the last 30 weeks of Crushing Krisis? There have been 1446 posts, which amounts to nearly a quarter of a million words. I average 7 posts a day and 48.2 a week. The week with the most posts was October 8th with a whopping 138. Not coincidentally, October was the month with the most posts. I was sorta curious about that sort of thing, so Benjy from LinkStew whipped up a little unix thingamajig to calculate it all for me. He claims it was easy. Thanx, Benjy!
Yesterday i met up with Andrea, who used to be the third person in our little circle of insanity along with Gina and I. For some obscure reason Andrea and i hadn’t seen each other since graduation, so our time together was chock full of catching up on all the people we’ve been crushing on since then, and all the music we’ve been listening to. Inexplicably, i managed to spend $40 on used cds despite claiming that my only goal for the day was to buy Pinkerton, which i never did find.
What’s was funny is that we ran into another one of our fellow graduates quite randomly in a diner, and we proceeded to sit and chat for a while. All of us seemed to agree that this “getting old” business was no fun, and that we still had dreams more than we had goals. But, then i said how i felt like a totally different person now and the two of them looked at me as though i had grown a new head (which, apparently, would be the only way they could imagine feeling different; alas, it was the same head they’d always known). I honestly do feel like a different person, because now i’m living a life different than the one i had been living. I live on my own, i have nearly all new friends, and my personality has even changed a little. I’m not the same! But, anyway, they both said they didn’t feel any different at all, which is part of what was bothering them about getting older. Maybe they changed, and they just don’t yet know how…