I can’t figure out if I’m just really energetic lately, or so tired that I’m crazy enough to feel energetic. Sometimes I can laze around all day and feel still more lazy when I try to do something later…but then when I ping-pong from activity to activity all day from 5:30am to 10:30pm, I’m fine. Bizarre. As far as I know, the only side effects I’m seeing from it all are the strange dreams I’m having.
Last night I dreamed that I was walking along with some people, one of which was Maddie, and I just started floating up in the air. As if I had lost all gravity, and everybody else still had it. I just floated up like a balloon, fast. Maddie was like “Are you doing that on purpose?” And I’m like “No!” And she’s like “Come down!” and I’m like “I can’t! Goodbyyyyyyyyyyyyye….” And I floated off into oblivion, and then I woke up.
I’m having fun with the bass lately. Now I can almost play “Iron Man” and make it sound like an actual song. Finally! I am now at the level of 12-year-old boys everywhere. What really helped was going to Sam Ash yesterday and getting a cord that doesn’t crackle constantly. I’m better already.
This week I’ve finished the audiobooks of both Huckleberry Finn and The Importance of Being Earnest. Both were funny, both were excellent. Importance is one of the most bitingly sarcastic stories I’ve ever read, and I love the way it lampoons the English method of matchmaking.
— Lovely, lovely, lovely. I’ve ordered a catalog.
— We’re saving up to put one of these in the backyard. Starting…right now.
— These open letters are hilarious. Particularly this one, which reminds me of “trash lady.”
— Some of the coolest plates / bowls / cups I’ve ever seen. Too bad they’re only in Germany.
— Emo, but nice.