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Sunday morning. I miss, really miss having weekends off. I'd like to be able to sleep in today, sip some coffee and do some puzzles. That's the mood I'm in today, although sitting here, entering numbers and listening to pink floyd while I drink coffee isn't so bad.

I've been having flashes of my future too, trying to sort out what sort of man I'm going to be as I start moving into my later years (since it's looking less and less likely that I'm going to die at an early age). Actually, I'm thinking about it because I saw Blow, with Johnny Depp last night for the first time. I tend to steer away from movies about reality. Frankly, I find I get enough reality in my real life, so I tend towards a lot of escapism. Is it any wonder I can't make sense of my life? My reference points are comics, horror movies, video games and cartoons. On the other hand, I could watch the news and reality tv all day and become desensitized and souless.

Anyway, Blow.... It was wierd watching Depp age through the movie. That's what got me thinking about aging, about planning your life about and about how it doesn't work out. I thought about patterns, about the risks we always take, the chances we fall back on because it's... nature? Or because we resist change?

Then I started thinking about why I fight with people; why I argue. Actually, that's not true. I was arguing, in my head with people last night. I was playing out conversations with people and had some arguements. Anyway, the point is I decided that I was actually arguing with myself. Obviously. There was a point, but it was late and I lost, but thought I should make note of it regardless.

I am:
Looking for something...

posted by September @ 8:18 AM