Jan. 17th, 2005

PTSD?

Jan. 17th, 2005 06:53 am
rejectomorph: (gericault_the raft of the medusa 2)
Here everything's working again, and my brain goes blank. It's the great mental outage of 2005. This may be due in part to its lack of exercise for the last two days, and also the sensory overload of catching up with everything on the better clusters (curse the Madcow! Now we have conclusive proof that those whom Brad hates, he puts on Madcow cluster!) But my blankness might also have something to do with the fact that the weather is utterly unmemorable. The same old clouds that have hung around for what already seems like an entire season have made the night opaque, and the persistent chill and damp have not left the air. I need variety for stimulation. In lieu of variety, I suppose I could use porn, but I'd rather have the variety. I think I'll emulate the cat, and just start sleeping 16 hours a day.

Late

Jan. 17th, 2005 08:42 pm
rejectomorph: (laszlo moholy-nagy_chx)
There was either a very loud noise which woke me up, or I dreamed there was a very loud noise, and woke up. I looked at the clock, and it was only 11:30 in the morning, so I closed my eyes and went back to sleep. Next thing I knew, it was dusk. There were dreams during those five hours, but I recall only vague shards of them. The cat was in one of them, and brought me a gift. I thought it was an acorn, but I looked closer and it turned out to be a dark ruby. This never happens in waking life. No wonder I find it hard to wake up.

Very early this morning, the sun, still concealed below the horizon, turned the ceiling of clouds a remarkably lurid shade of red, and the morning light became pink. I hoped for a similar effect at sunset, but it didn't happen. I mean the pink light didn't happen. Sunset happened, or it wouldn't be dark out right now, and I wouldn't be seeing the moonlight play across the drift of clouds. The slightly gibbous planet itself appears and vanishes among them, as inconstant as my thoughts.

I like the outage meme that's going around:


The Great LiveJournal
Outage of 2005


During the outage, I carefully cleaned my fingerprints from that red button I accidentally hit, (sorry), and then I told Sluggo to keep his virtual mouth shut.


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