Caught and Karma
Nov. 5th, 2003 07:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jakebe
So this week has been an interesting one so far.
Monday I nearly got in a fight with the busses. Well, not really, but I was at that level of aggravation. I missed *three* busses into work that morning, got in 90 minutes late, and got half-heartedly chewed on by Charles. I stayed until 6:30 or so to make up for it, believing that I could catch the bus home since no one here was picking up the phone. I waited for two hours after work for a bus, and *nothing* showed up. I frantically called everyone at the Cube for a bit, but *no one* was picking up. As a last ditch effort, I e-mailed the list for a ride, and got no less than three calls in 30 minutes. This says something, but I'm not sure what it is. :)
I was so upset that night I fell off the wagon, went into McDonald's and ate a Big Mac and McChicken. It was good, but I felt vaguely guilty Tuesday morning. Since I really hate that kind of guilt, where I make a conscious decision and feel remorseful about it later, I'll slap myself any time I think about eating meat to see if I *really* want it. There's no point in doing something like that if you're not going to enjoy it to the fullest, right?
Tuesday was just a day. All the busses were functioning within normal parameters, which was good. ;) I finished Breakfast of Champions and had a pretty lengthy chat with Toob about it. He offered a perspective I didn't really think about at the time (of course) and gave me a bit of contextual information that helped immensely. I think it's hard, though, to be completely destructive with writing. You can tear down long-standing ideas, challenge old beliefs and the like well enough, but you always offer another point of view, directly or indirectly, to replace it. Very rarely is art completely destructive. Unless you're David Lynch, and the art is Twin Peaks.
Today, of course, I hope to get a lot more writing done. :) It remains to be seen whether or not that will actually come to pass. I'd better make a list of things I should be doing, though, just to be sure.
+ Revise "Come, Come, Come..."
+ Get Mustsy assignment done.
+ Write "The Last Day of Kerston Miller".
+ Write "Grey Warming Over".
+ Character sketches for "Salvation's Chorus".
+ Write comics for "Boomer Express".
+ Write MFF comedy routine.
That looks like enough to keep me busy today. <:)
Monday I nearly got in a fight with the busses. Well, not really, but I was at that level of aggravation. I missed *three* busses into work that morning, got in 90 minutes late, and got half-heartedly chewed on by Charles. I stayed until 6:30 or so to make up for it, believing that I could catch the bus home since no one here was picking up the phone. I waited for two hours after work for a bus, and *nothing* showed up. I frantically called everyone at the Cube for a bit, but *no one* was picking up. As a last ditch effort, I e-mailed the list for a ride, and got no less than three calls in 30 minutes. This says something, but I'm not sure what it is. :)
I was so upset that night I fell off the wagon, went into McDonald's and ate a Big Mac and McChicken. It was good, but I felt vaguely guilty Tuesday morning. Since I really hate that kind of guilt, where I make a conscious decision and feel remorseful about it later, I'll slap myself any time I think about eating meat to see if I *really* want it. There's no point in doing something like that if you're not going to enjoy it to the fullest, right?
Tuesday was just a day. All the busses were functioning within normal parameters, which was good. ;) I finished Breakfast of Champions and had a pretty lengthy chat with Toob about it. He offered a perspective I didn't really think about at the time (of course) and gave me a bit of contextual information that helped immensely. I think it's hard, though, to be completely destructive with writing. You can tear down long-standing ideas, challenge old beliefs and the like well enough, but you always offer another point of view, directly or indirectly, to replace it. Very rarely is art completely destructive. Unless you're David Lynch, and the art is Twin Peaks.
Today, of course, I hope to get a lot more writing done. :) It remains to be seen whether or not that will actually come to pass. I'd better make a list of things I should be doing, though, just to be sure.
+ Revise "Come, Come, Come..."
+ Get Mustsy assignment done.
+ Write "The Last Day of Kerston Miller".
+ Write "Grey Warming Over".
+ Character sketches for "Salvation's Chorus".
+ Write comics for "Boomer Express".
+ Write MFF comedy routine.
That looks like enough to keep me busy today. <:)
