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Nov. 23rd, 2002 01:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
transmothraEddie Izzard AND John Leguizamo will both be on Kilby next week. too bad i'll prolly miss them, as i fucking hate television and generally only watch 3-4 shows per week, except for when i'm bored and can watch PBS till the cows come mooooooing home. i try to catch Simpsons, Gilmore Girls, Fastlane, Scrubs, and SNL; almost always i end up missing most or all of them though.
i miss the good old days of staying up literally all night long talking to a close friend over IM. i hate IM, too. it's funny how easily and quickly people can go from being casual acquaintances to pals to sweethearts to absent lovers to RL lovers and then to virtual enemies.
maybe funny isn't the right word.
got meat-thing.com dehacked. fuckers at least keep their hacking to a minimum, so that's relatively nice. but they got my pal Travis at least three times this past summer, so i'm kinda worried.
watched that PBS special about the 1970 Lennon/Yoko peace tour of Canada, featuring every Lennon fan's favourite asshole/enemy Al Kapp. i've seen it a million times, but i always watch it when it's on. it's funny how i never mention John Lennon as one of my heroes, even though he is. i guess it's just that he was like water, always flowing in the background, sustaining the world through the troubled times (oh yes, i remember when he lived, ah me!), and so is always kind of taken for granted. his power was that he attained equilibrium with the universe; he was the "celebrity" no one ever got tired of.
and he reminds me of the father my father used to be. they were both so alike, once. so long ago now. i miss them both terribly, but some things are like doors that melt into the solid rock faces of cliffs and once they're closed you realise they will really never again open so long as the universe is still aglow; and that maybe they were never even open to begin with really; maybe it was all in ourselfs the whole time and we just projected it out into the world because we needed to but were too shy to become the human directly.
i miss the good old days of staying up literally all night long talking to a close friend over IM. i hate IM, too. it's funny how easily and quickly people can go from being casual acquaintances to pals to sweethearts to absent lovers to RL lovers and then to virtual enemies.
maybe funny isn't the right word.
got meat-thing.com dehacked. fuckers at least keep their hacking to a minimum, so that's relatively nice. but they got my pal Travis at least three times this past summer, so i'm kinda worried.
watched that PBS special about the 1970 Lennon/Yoko peace tour of Canada, featuring every Lennon fan's favourite asshole/enemy Al Kapp. i've seen it a million times, but i always watch it when it's on. it's funny how i never mention John Lennon as one of my heroes, even though he is. i guess it's just that he was like water, always flowing in the background, sustaining the world through the troubled times (oh yes, i remember when he lived, ah me!), and so is always kind of taken for granted. his power was that he attained equilibrium with the universe; he was the "celebrity" no one ever got tired of.
and he reminds me of the father my father used to be. they were both so alike, once. so long ago now. i miss them both terribly, but some things are like doors that melt into the solid rock faces of cliffs and once they're closed you realise they will really never again open so long as the universe is still aglow; and that maybe they were never even open to begin with really; maybe it was all in ourselfs the whole time and we just projected it out into the world because we needed to but were too shy to become the human directly.
