Anyone Have a Cattle Prod?
The weekend felt like a waste of time. I was either at work arguing with the staff, out with co-workers, or sitting on my ass playing games on my xbox. I have a paper due in a week (keep in mind, my weekend starts in two days and I don't think I'll get anything done when I get home), and I still haven't even gone to look at the artwork yet. I'm kicking myself a little for not being more motivated. On the other hand, it was nice after a long day at work to light the fireplace, brew some stinging nettle tea and honey and play fable for a few hours.
Diane was pretty upset the other night. Lucious' condition is bringing back some heartache from her last cat, Charlie. He was 17 years old and very senile and arthritic when she decided to have him put down, back in february. We were both pretty attatched to the old guy, but it was the right thing to do. I think contemplating having Lucious put down is probably going to be a tough decision for her...
FTTHHHHHHPP!
I've been feeling rather listless, uninspired and lazy. My days have been a boring blend of yelling at people at work, playing Fable, reading comics, and procrastinating. I feel a little guilty about being so lazy, but it's getting to be that time of year when I get the hibernation urges. Does anyone else get that feeling of wanting to hole-up in a warm dark place and sleep through until christmas?
I went to a trade show last night. A co-worker decided she didn't want to stay in last night and suggested it, and I was in a wierd mood, so I decided to go. I bought:
1 beeswax piller candle
1 pack of beef jerky
1 box of Girl Guide cookies
2 different wind instruments (that I can't play, but make awesome sounds)
1 spear (I actually found a real spear)
On the homefront, Diane's going to pick up Lucious from the vet today, if the vet feels he's stable enough. He was hit by a car the other day and left for dead, but her boss found him and took him in. He's likely going to make a full recovery, but there is a possibility he's brain damaged. I'll know more this afternoon.
September 20 is probably my favorite day of the year. Today, I'm back from Drumheller, back at work, back to class, and oh yes, it's my birthday. Although I turn 31 today, and many of my younger peers (though they ain't far behind) like to rub it in that I'm old, I went out last night with some people from work, and general consensus was that I have turned 25. So, Happy Birthday to me, and whoever else happens to share this auspicious day :)
Lost and Found
Where the hell have I been?? The short answer (my specialty lately), I've been preoccupied. I've been hanging out, playing Zelda, building my annoyingly enormous 3D puzzle of Edoras, and researching the Gorillaz. I'm not one prone to poppy rap-mixed music, but I've been infected by Demon Days, the band's lastest release. I find the music dark, soothing and contageous. What's better, the band is animated. My two favorite things, music and cartoons. If you haven't been to www.gorillaz.com, I suggest it. The website if hours of cartoony, puzzle fun.
I had my first class tonight. Art History 101 is, for lack of a better description, a 101 course. I am relieved, however, to find I'm not the oldest one in the class. However, I am one of three people who have taken a history course before. I would imagine I'm going to kick some serious ass. The instructor watched me intently through the lecture. I can't tell if it's because I wasn't sleeping or not, but it seemed she was looking to me for approval on some topics (specifically regarding interpretations of mythical representation). Or I'm just being an idiot. Whatever the case, I'm enjoying it so far.
It would be aggrivating if I were to actually think about it. I'm talking about my recent inability to get motivated. I have done nothing since returning to Fort Mac other than working, listening to music and playing The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask for nintendo 64, which I brought up this shift. Mindlessness and old tymme nintendo. I'm not frustrated though. Usually my incessant laziness gets to me.
I'm planning a trip to Drumheller for the weekend. My birthday falls on a tuesday, so I'll have to celebrate a little early. Every year I try to do something (last year was Shaun of the Dead at Silver City, Old Spagetti Factory and water slides at West Edmonton Mall), and I decided I would like to check out the Royal Tyrell Museum (
http://www.tyrrellmuseum.com/). A little road trip, some natural history, maybe some minigolf on the way.
On the Other Hand
My life lately has been almost blissfully mindless and dull. With the exception on getting my textbook for Art History, which starts on tuesday, going to work and having a strange dream about a woman I haven't seen in over 10 years, I haven't very much to write about.
Diane went to a funneral yesterday. One of her cousins was stabbed last weekend and died, leaving behind a pregnant fiancee. I've never met the guy, and actually don't remember her ever having mentioned him before, but the event has prompted Diane to work on her will. She decided that she has certain expectations about her funeral that she wants clear before the day comes.
11 days are left until my 31 year comes to an end.
Father Moon....?
Not really a hypothesis, but here's a thought that woke me up at three am yesterday and kept me awake the rest of the day:
I was reading Jennifer Smith's Raido: The Runic Journey, and she mentioned the wheel of the year, "with four solar and four agricultural (lunar) festivals annually." *pg 14* Four lunar.... What if the wheel were to reflect two gods (I wish I knew more about the celtic system), with two gods represented in the wheel of the year. Day and Night. The Norse thought of the moon as a male figure, and the sun female, but what about the earth being the female, along with Venus, her sister planet who makes a pentagram in the night sky (something I intend to see for myself). Suddenly I have 4 celestial deities, not two, and a system I'm feeling better able to resolve. At the risk of sounding "fluffy bunny", it's an intriguing idea that I think needs more research.
Wayward
That went quick. Really quick. I was actually surprised to find out that I really am dependant on nothing but a place to lay my head, a decent meal, and something to keep my mind occupied. I figured I would miss things like being busy at work (yes, really; I am a bit of a workaholic), the connectedness of the internet, my computer; the day to day stuff. But I didn't. I enjoyed the vast plains that stretched out through Saskatchewan, the lakes and rivers of Manitoba, the fishing, the golfing, the playing on the waterslides at the hotel in Saskatoon.... It was enjoyable.
That's it, no pictures, no stories, no words of wisdom or regret.
Oh, but I did register for Art History 101 the day I left Fort Mac, and got a parking ticket. :)
