hard to be a god
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yamamanama"Normally we're chaotic but it's a controlled chaos." Not today.
So I may be stuffed up but the place still reeked of the sea and death. I'm blaming the loon for that. We also have some geese and swans, and some small-ish snapping turtles.
I called superfoxygirl (a puppy) "Princess Littlepiddles," because of Bob's Burgers. Also, a chinchilla got his face x-rayed because he's getting old and one of his teeth fell out and we had to make sure there weren't any fragments of tooth that could get infected. And an iguana got x-rayed and it turned out he once had metabolic bone disease.
Brody said "good morning."
Kaz said "it's afternoon."
I said "It's morning somewhere in the world."
You may have to switch the names around to get an accurate depiction of that conversation.
I still don't have Zofia's response but I did have Brody and Désirée listen to the latest by Atlas Lab and told them what was going on. Brody called my response very mature and I showed him the video of Coach McGuirk flirting with a waitress.
I was reading what Amy (I don't know her personally but I painted her) said on her tumblr and I realized Emma and I haven't talked since the night of her concert and I don't ever want her to get the impression that I only wanted to be friends with her when I thought we were going to be together and I'm only talking to her because I want to fuck her. My love for Emma was born from my friendship with her, not the other way around.
I'll tell her I'll try to come, phrasing, to one of her concerts after she gets back from Cyprus.
I can just see the misinterpretations and quotes out of their proper context that are going to happen if Shadowdancer the Stalking Douchebag Duskstar ever finds this. I'm kinda torn between "oh fuck, she'll have a field day with the Emma thing" and "well, she's been calling me gay or something because I critiqued her vomitous color schemes and fixation on loins and for some weird reason, she thought I was talking about a black-and-white drawing of a guy with a giant codpiece and a revelation that Emma is a Swedish/Scottish/Irish woman will cause her quintessential wad of contradictory nonsense to contract so hard it would introduce at least three new spatial dimensions and even a temporal dimension."
I brought up selfishness vs self-centeredness vs self-absorbedness and Brody agrees with me that there's a distinction between the three, and I said that Emma definitely comes off as oblivious to anything that isn't about her and yet she does genuinely care about others and she does want to make the world a better place with her art and music.
Brody says that artists are often like that.
We're not selfish, Miyomi's just overly competitive.
I said that it's nice that all the shitty people are paired up. Maybe that's the way the world should be. They could all be paired up randomly and removed from the dating pool.
Here's some music.
Piece of Sky, by Emma.
Atlas Lab - Steadfast Mind
Atlas Lab - Wake Up Slow
It's a lot more folksy than the version they played live.
Alex could be a one-man gamelan ensemble.
Avia Gardner - Urban Gravity
I'm pretty sure I showed you Shadow Song already.
I was taken by surprise when it turns out Courtney (from high school) hasn't forgotten me even after twelve years. Or how Layla, Jill, and Jess (not sure where Tori disappeared to, the dark world or an echo of the past or she played the song of double time) all recognized me or how even people I've barely talked to like Samantha and Cindy and Rheannon (that was on the night Emma had the stuff at the gallery) recognized me. Or how Emma remembered me from a five minute conversation about art over a year later. And then I realized "hey, I probably wouldn't recognize Reshna or Mandy or Ally. I'm honestly worried I wouldn't recognize Adrienne if I ran into her. I'd recognize Claudia if she wasn't wearing long sleeves and I'd probably recognize Sierra."
Burning question: I often feel this way about people whose lives I've touched and people whose lives have touched mine. To quote Futurama, "I'll never forget you, but you've forgotten me a long, long time ago." Do you ever feel that way?
So I may be stuffed up but the place still reeked of the sea and death. I'm blaming the loon for that. We also have some geese and swans, and some small-ish snapping turtles.
I called superfoxygirl (a puppy) "Princess Littlepiddles," because of Bob's Burgers. Also, a chinchilla got his face x-rayed because he's getting old and one of his teeth fell out and we had to make sure there weren't any fragments of tooth that could get infected. And an iguana got x-rayed and it turned out he once had metabolic bone disease.
Brody said "good morning."
Kaz said "it's afternoon."
I said "It's morning somewhere in the world."
You may have to switch the names around to get an accurate depiction of that conversation.
I still don't have Zofia's response but I did have Brody and Désirée listen to the latest by Atlas Lab and told them what was going on. Brody called my response very mature and I showed him the video of Coach McGuirk flirting with a waitress.
I was reading what Amy (I don't know her personally but I painted her) said on her tumblr and I realized Emma and I haven't talked since the night of her concert and I don't ever want her to get the impression that I only wanted to be friends with her when I thought we were going to be together and I'm only talking to her because I want to fuck her. My love for Emma was born from my friendship with her, not the other way around.
I'll tell her I'll try to come, phrasing, to one of her concerts after she gets back from Cyprus.
I can just see the misinterpretations and quotes out of their proper context that are going to happen if Shadowdancer the Stalking Douchebag Duskstar ever finds this. I'm kinda torn between "oh fuck, she'll have a field day with the Emma thing" and "well, she's been calling me gay or something because I critiqued her vomitous color schemes and fixation on loins and for some weird reason, she thought I was talking about a black-and-white drawing of a guy with a giant codpiece and a revelation that Emma is a Swedish/Scottish/Irish woman will cause her quintessential wad of contradictory nonsense to contract so hard it would introduce at least three new spatial dimensions and even a temporal dimension."
I brought up selfishness vs self-centeredness vs self-absorbedness and Brody agrees with me that there's a distinction between the three, and I said that Emma definitely comes off as oblivious to anything that isn't about her and yet she does genuinely care about others and she does want to make the world a better place with her art and music.
Brody says that artists are often like that.
We're not selfish, Miyomi's just overly competitive.
I said that it's nice that all the shitty people are paired up. Maybe that's the way the world should be. They could all be paired up randomly and removed from the dating pool.
Here's some music.
Piece of Sky, by Emma.
Atlas Lab - Steadfast Mind
Atlas Lab - Wake Up Slow
It's a lot more folksy than the version they played live.
Alex could be a one-man gamelan ensemble.
Avia Gardner - Urban Gravity
I'm pretty sure I showed you Shadow Song already.
I was taken by surprise when it turns out Courtney (from high school) hasn't forgotten me even after twelve years. Or how Layla, Jill, and Jess (not sure where Tori disappeared to, the dark world or an echo of the past or she played the song of double time) all recognized me or how even people I've barely talked to like Samantha and Cindy and Rheannon (that was on the night Emma had the stuff at the gallery) recognized me. Or how Emma remembered me from a five minute conversation about art over a year later. And then I realized "hey, I probably wouldn't recognize Reshna or Mandy or Ally. I'm honestly worried I wouldn't recognize Adrienne if I ran into her. I'd recognize Claudia if she wasn't wearing long sleeves and I'd probably recognize Sierra."
Burning question: I often feel this way about people whose lives I've touched and people whose lives have touched mine. To quote Futurama, "I'll never forget you, but you've forgotten me a long, long time ago." Do you ever feel that way?
