Another quote… “She hasn’t learned to only let people into her life if she can tell in advance how they’re going to hurt her, and thus why she will be able to walk away. “
by krisis
thoughts
Oh, and, i fully plan to buy that album tomorrow after reading the review he gave it, marriage proposal to the lead singer nonwithstanding.
(if you were wondering, i’m back in the studio to experiment a little before i clean up tomorrow, and i’ve got to wait 20 more minutes for my stupid ADAT tapes to get done formatting. I swear… if i ever do this again, i’m gonna buy a fucking gross of pre-formatted ADAT tapes. And there’s gonna have to be a fridge in here, because i’m always starving. Argh. 15 more minutes…)
I’ve been sleeping horribly lately … i’m always in bed by 1:30 at the latest, but i just can’t get good sleep past eight or nine in the morning. This won’t continue to be a problem, since i’ve got to be at work at 8:45 on Monday, but it’s bothering me anyway. Is it just that i’ve become so regular in my sleep cycle that i only really need seven or eight solid hours a night, and anything beyond that is extraneous, even if i’m convince i’d like to have it? I dunno… i’m just so used to using up every spare sliver of sleeping time i can lay my hands (and the rest of me) on that i’m fascinated by not needing it. Maybe this means we’ll be seeing some more morning blogs from me as my job in the Admissions Office progresses…
So, i took the day off from blogging yesterday to do nothing. Sure, i went to work and all that, but otherwise it was wholly uneventful. I wound up sitting on my ass watching NBC reruns and eating salsa all night. Very productive.
It’s just that after spending so much time busy with friends nearly every day, a night to myself becomes entirely meaningless, even though it’s what i thought i really wanted. Sometimes i start losing touch with my “identity” when i’m flitting from person to person and from place to place, but then i get back here and realize that i haven’t got the slightest clue at what was missing. So, maybe i’m just possessive of my free time and want to make sure that i totally waste some of it on my own, or maybe i really do need time along here and there to recenter. Who knows…. anyhow, it’s off to work with me.