No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction at anytime.
There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction,
a blessed unrest keeps us marching and makes us more alive than others.
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2001-08-31 - 10:44 a.m.

paternal angst, plans for the weekend, Bohemia, pizza, and at the end of it all, an oyster

while BigSis was over last night, Dad called and even though it was my house, he only talked to me for a very short time before he asked i hand the phone over to BigSis.

there's so very, very much more to be said about that topic. indeed, shrinks could likely make a career out of my relationship with my father and the ways in which it has warped my fragile ego.

but i'm not going there today.

i'm feeling in a pretty good mood today, so i'm just not going there.

everything that's on my mind seems to be a rant today. i could piss and moan for hours about the evils of Network Solutions and their monopoly on domain name registrations, the evils of big business in general and the RIAA in specific, the general ineptitude of George Dubya "take all your money back, aw sh*t we're out of money, how am i going to pay for all that oil drilling in Alaska?" Bush, and the propensity for roommates to flush the toilet, run the dishwasher and power-spray their cars, all while i'm in the shower.

but i won't.

"i could wake up screaming sometimes but" <clump> <clump> <clump> "i don't" (thanks ani, i needed that)

long weekend coming up, and in the midst of all my work to get BigSis' site fully operational i want to:

1) play some music with jo3

2) pick a night to drink a *hell* of a lot of beers

3) do something outdoorsy and active, preferably with EchoGirl

4) find out if EchoGirl is seeing anyone

5) fall madly in love with EchoGirl and run away to Bohemia

6) buy groceries

well, that's a pretty busy weekend, even for Labor Day. i better blaze early from work if i wanna get it all done.

but i'm staying till at least noon. why? Free Pizza Today!

the world is my oyster, baby.

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