Posts in category "Daily Life"

The Cracking Sky

I already knew that I had a lot to learn, but it’s only now that I’m feel­ing a lit­tle over­whelmed. Sometimes it feels like I can’t keep track of every­thing, because there are so many things to think, talk, write about.

I have to keep in mind the fact that every­thing should be approached slow­ly. Rushing caus­es con­fu­sion, mix-ups of emo­tion. As much as I’d like to jump head-first into things, I have to pace myself. Learning is an invest­ment, and as long as I can pic­ture what I’m work­ing towards, this should­n’t be too hard. After all, I have the rest of my life, and the only lim­it is myself.

This will be a test.

But, most of all, this will be fun.

A New Blade

I got to shave with a new razor blade today. My blade gen­er­al­ly out­lasts the razor, and the one I just threw out was in use for over eight months. It was so old that the sooth­ing strips were com­plete­ly worn out. The blades get a lit­tle dull and slight­ly irri­tat­ing, but they still work. I’ve always had baby facial hair, but I’ve noticed that it’s got­ten a lot tougher now. Too bad it’s patchy as hell, like Gabe’s.

Never Too Busy To Write

One of my great­est fears is that this will fall into desue­tude. I doubt it’ll hap­pen though, because I’d try my best to keep this in prac­tice, but one nev­er knows. I’ve been too tired or busy late­ly to real­ly write some­thing. Writing is an effort for me, some­thing I need to con­cen­trate and focus on. I don’t like to pub­lish hap­haz­ard mate­r­i­al. I’m con­sid­er­ing a break actu­al­ly, until things set­tle down a bit, but I think I’d start to get a nag­ging feel­ing about not post­ing any­thing for two con­sec­u­tive days.

As long as there is some­thing to learn, there is some­thing to write about.

Cutsman

I’ve nev­er heard a song that’s any­thing like Cutsman by HORSE The Band, some­thing I can’t say for a lot of tracks out there now. It’s refresh­ing­ly orig­i­nal, and they make me think of a cross between The Epoxies, and Fear Factory. At times it’s paced and sullen, oth­ers it’s tear­ing the face off the sky. Yet there are melod­ic sec­tions, aggres­sive sec­tions, retro sec­tions, raw sec­tions. One of the most inter­est­ing songs I’ve heard in a while.

A Trip To Aaron's

Thumbnail: Counter cats

Thumbnail: Stair cats

The week­end was hec­tic. Went home with Aaron to vis­it his par­ents. I spent two days at his house, along with Karen and Chris, and six cats. The cats have their own hier­ar­chy, with the broth­er (same lit­ter) of the old­est cat being the alpha male (Aaron believes that there was a chal­lenge because the old­est cat used to be the alpha male). When the alpha male decides to eat, the oth­er cats will part and let him eat first. Otherwise, the cats pair them­selves off for sleep­ing and explor­ing.

I also went to Jono’s wed­ding, which was nice and sim­ple. Jonathan’s vow was…sublime. It was an amaz­ing­ly well writ­ten piece, full of a thought­ful intel­li­gence, and his crack­ing voice could bare­ly con­tain his over­flow­ing hap­pi­ness as he read it. Unfortunately, I could­n’t stay for the recep­tion, but the most impor­tant thing for me was being at the cer­e­mo­ny.

Every oth­er moment was spent with Loo.