kbithecrowing wrote:The drastic changes in my emotional state really bothers me. I feel like I might need to go on meds again, but I feel hesitancy towards going through that whole process and therapy again. I usually enjoy therapy but the last bit I did gave me the impression that it doesn't make much of a lasting difference anymore. & I don't like the idea of needing drugs to "lead a normal life". But who knows, it could all be different this time. Or not. I don't know. I just don't want my life to feeling meaningless anymore. Not that I always feel that way, but when I do it's hard to escape.
Although I haven't been to therapy (yet?), I feel that I can totally relate otherwise.
I've been thinking about things from the viewpoint of an "outside observer", and by approaching it that way you realize that EVERYTHING IS FUCKIN' CRAZY. TREES. ARE FUCKING...THIS SHIT IS GROWING OUT OF THE GROUND AND WHAT IS THE GROUND, MAN I'M NOT EVEN STONED When I'm going down the highway, I picture it as it was before, you know, it was a highway. AS I'M CAREENING DOWN THE HIGHWAY IN A FUCKIN' METAL BOX AT A SPEED THAT COULD MEAN INSTANT DEATH AT ANY MOMENT. I don't know why I even went off on that little tangent but it seemed related at the moment.
Hey Achtane I've had those exact same thoughts in a car since I was little... When we would drive across the Western Plains I would sit cross legged in the back seat and imagine there were no roads and no car around me and I was just flying through space and time and if any of the Native American's were to look over and see a boy flying through their land cross legged at 65mph they would have to believe I was a God...
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Hung over, more or less looking like shit, not even wanting to think about how much I spent on booze yesterday (i drank from like one to one with a small break), so I go to get a gyros not giving a shit how I look. Who do I get? The cutest waitress in all of history.
You guys enjoy your quasi-eastern Zen spirituality. I'll stick to my bitter, absurdist philosophy and drinking habits of a modern novelist. It just comes far too naturally to me.
BOOM-SHAKALAKALAKA-BOOM-SHAKALAKUNGA
Behndy wrote:i don't like people with "talent" and "skills" that don't feel the need to cover their inadequacies under good time happy sounds.
snipelfritz wrote:Hung over, more or less looking like shit, not even wanting to think about how much I spent on booze yesterday (i drank from like one to one with a small break), so I go to get a gyros not giving a shit how I look. Who do I get? The cutest waitress in all of history.
You guys enjoy your quasi-eastern Zen spirituality. I'll stick to my bitter, absurdist philosophy and drinking habits of a modern novelist. It just comes far too naturally to me.
I think I said this one time before, but girls at Greek places are ALWAYS insanely, painfully cute. It's probably a job requirement.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Louy7zH9guw
sonidero wrote:Roll a plus 13 for fire and with my immunity to wack I dodge the cough and pass a turn to chill and look at these rocks...
kbithecrowing wrote:Making out with my girl friday night, I couldn't stop thinking about flangers.
my car's oil pressure just dropped to zero and completely died in the middle of my apartment complex. turned everything off, waited a minute, then started it back up, it worked! then drove to my parking spot. really fucking weird and scary. maybe somethings up with the oil pump or sensor.
i also ripped the crotch of my jeans squatting down to check if it was leaking oil underneath.
i'm a pretty up person like 90% of the time. but i go through patches where i just dwell on everything that makes me sad. music usually helps with that. like, i get a LOAD of ideas out and recorded down. but my audio computer is being weird so i'm vegging out on the couch, watching Savages, trying to figure out what i want for food.
kinda bummed actually. wooooooooooooooooo.
Eric! wrote:YOU'RE like having two pedals in one
with your...momentary fuck switch and all..
Curses to whomever ran into the telephone pole next to our house. The pole broke off at the base and is dangling precariously over our backyard. The city and energy people are going to be out there for awhile tonight to replace it. They haven't shut the power off yet but we were told that is coming soon.
behndy wrote:i'm a pretty up person like 90% of the time. but i go through patches where i just dwell on everything that makes me sad. music usually helps with that. like, i get a LOAD of ideas out and recorded down. but my audio computer is being weird so i'm vegging out on the couch, watching Savages, trying to figure out what i want for food.
kinda bummed actually. wooooooooooooooooo.
You should listen to this, it'll cheer you right up. [soundcloud]https://soundcloud.com/behndy/10-10-kittens/s-pLZwd[/soundcloud]
Meeting some friends in town and the bus was so fast after i planned for the usual shitty buses so i'm sat in th coold for 15 minutes. I hate being early to shit when it's not freezing.
lulz. that's part of the problem though... Paul's away at Vegas with his grrL for the week. been kinda just puttering around with nothing to do after work. WOOOOOOO.
Eric! wrote:YOU'RE like having two pedals in one
with your...momentary fuck switch and all..
So you finally watched Dollhouse? Figured out what you're not using and listed your surplus pedally stuff? Delved deeper into Maschine and recorded a bunch of drum patterns? Recorded demos of the Timeline's ICE mode and Bug? That's impressive. Well you could always re-watch Firefly.