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Yeah, here I am in the basement, writing this at 11.40 at night. This is what's up--
1)I downloaded the iTunes software (it only took a little over an hour on a landline!!) and am now listening to a nifty mix of 1988 mp3s that I'd put on the hard drive a few months back...
2)I'm on a much-needed, much-deserved weeklong vacation and I'm spending it doing spring cleaning.
3)Family's doing okay. Things are still...well, not tense, but that invisible elephant has kept its residence somewhere in the middle of the den...
So.
In doing this spring cleaning, I've decided to go the whole hog this time. Not just wussing out and dumping several small items into one big plastic tub. This time I'm digging through everything--let's put that in bold-- everything. This includes old Murph drawings, various letters from Chris, our mutual friend Eric, my ex-gf Tracey (from ages ago...) among others, as well as outtakes and scraps of writing from various times in my life, a lot of it dated 1987-1995: a cynical nonconformist in junior-senior year in high school, through the complete confusion and eventual letdown of college and ending about the time I fled back home a penniless and morose bastard. This is going to be one tough week (or so) getting through this stuff. Part of me wants to avoid dealing with it, but another part of me--the writer, no less--is determined to see me through this, perhaps more aware of where I am in this life and how I got here. And of course, to see if I'm where I want to be, or if I've just been drifting aimlessly.
So I've decided to make a whole bunch of playlists on this iTunes thing--I haven't downloaded any songs yet, just so you know--to set a mood for this long journey through time that I'm about to force myself through. I love the player--it crossfades all the songs, and it sounds hella cool. Pity I still have to use MusicMatch to rip songs off cds. Just wondering if I can export iTunes tunes to MusicMatch...
Anyway, this is going to be an interesting time. Part of me wants to keep a journal of what's going on while I dig through. Perhaps I'll throw it up here on the ol' LJ just to vent. Sure, some of it will be personal, some of it will be embarrassing...but it'll be cathartic, and for me that's all that counts right now. I'm trying to tell myself that this is NOT a midlife crisis I'm going through...(if this is midlife, death at 66 is going to seriously piss me off.)...just a bit of jealousy that my peers are at the point I thought I'd be in, and that my original plans for my life are nowhere near reality.
Enough ranting...will put up an entry soon...
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By the way, I'm priding myself for remembering that line from Wire's 'Kidney Bingos' in the subject line without having to look it up.
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One last thing--somehow I talked myself into buying the DVD box set of Monty Python. The entire 14-disc, 45-episode shebang, on sale for $99 because the box is slightly damaged. So I've started watching a disc or two a day, just to bring myself to date with all things Python. A few interesting tidbits--first off, I've noticed that these are the uncut episodes. There were a few elongated sketches and a few that had been edited out. Ah, memories... Second of all, I'm shocked into shame to discover that to this day I still quote Python, indeed a hell of a lot more than I thought I did.
1)I downloaded the iTunes software (it only took a little over an hour on a landline!!) and am now listening to a nifty mix of 1988 mp3s that I'd put on the hard drive a few months back...
2)I'm on a much-needed, much-deserved weeklong vacation and I'm spending it doing spring cleaning.
3)Family's doing okay. Things are still...well, not tense, but that invisible elephant has kept its residence somewhere in the middle of the den...
So.
In doing this spring cleaning, I've decided to go the whole hog this time. Not just wussing out and dumping several small items into one big plastic tub. This time I'm digging through everything--let's put that in bold-- everything. This includes old Murph drawings, various letters from Chris, our mutual friend Eric, my ex-gf Tracey (from ages ago...) among others, as well as outtakes and scraps of writing from various times in my life, a lot of it dated 1987-1995: a cynical nonconformist in junior-senior year in high school, through the complete confusion and eventual letdown of college and ending about the time I fled back home a penniless and morose bastard. This is going to be one tough week (or so) getting through this stuff. Part of me wants to avoid dealing with it, but another part of me--the writer, no less--is determined to see me through this, perhaps more aware of where I am in this life and how I got here. And of course, to see if I'm where I want to be, or if I've just been drifting aimlessly.
So I've decided to make a whole bunch of playlists on this iTunes thing--I haven't downloaded any songs yet, just so you know--to set a mood for this long journey through time that I'm about to force myself through. I love the player--it crossfades all the songs, and it sounds hella cool. Pity I still have to use MusicMatch to rip songs off cds. Just wondering if I can export iTunes tunes to MusicMatch...
Anyway, this is going to be an interesting time. Part of me wants to keep a journal of what's going on while I dig through. Perhaps I'll throw it up here on the ol' LJ just to vent. Sure, some of it will be personal, some of it will be embarrassing...but it'll be cathartic, and for me that's all that counts right now. I'm trying to tell myself that this is NOT a midlife crisis I'm going through...(if this is midlife, death at 66 is going to seriously piss me off.)...just a bit of jealousy that my peers are at the point I thought I'd be in, and that my original plans for my life are nowhere near reality.
Enough ranting...will put up an entry soon...
---
By the way, I'm priding myself for remembering that line from Wire's 'Kidney Bingos' in the subject line without having to look it up.
---
One last thing--somehow I talked myself into buying the DVD box set of Monty Python. The entire 14-disc, 45-episode shebang, on sale for $99 because the box is slightly damaged. So I've started watching a disc or two a day, just to bring myself to date with all things Python. A few interesting tidbits--first off, I've noticed that these are the uncut episodes. There were a few elongated sketches and a few that had been edited out. Ah, memories... Second of all, I'm shocked into shame to discover that to this day I still quote Python, indeed a hell of a lot more than I thought I did.
