695

tsunobrat asks:

1\. What's your favorite color? (I like this one)
Storm-cloud grey. I love the intensity of what's supposed to be a placid color.
2\. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?
At the moment, I'd love to hop through a few big cities — Portland, Minneapolis, New York, Boston, stopping long enoug in each to get a good idea of their flavour.
3\. What is your favorite spot in your home like?
That would be my front garden. It's a small patio with plants growing on three sides.
4\. What is your perfect world like?
Stable size, not ever expanding to destroy everything in its path, and diverse. More different kinds of people than you can imagine.
5\. Who do you not want to be?
I don't want to be the pasty computer geek with no social skills.

694

So fucking pissed I wasted my whole day and got nowhere.

693

I’m exhausted, but not feeling sick at all.

Sir Hiss is back from his incarceration. I was wondering where he went a couple days ago, talked to the humane society today, and found out he ended up in a skunk trap. He’s home again, thankfully.

692

I was looking at the photos on Redux Pictures and saw this one —

a bald kid

— and now I’m thinking of my cousin Brian and his family.

691

apollotiger has been asking for something like this.

690

You know you’re a geek when you dream about programming.

This isn’t arc, but in my dream, it was:

TAGS(<body><h2>$[calculations]</h2> $[RULE(<p>$[some stuff])])

I think I woke up counting the close-parentheses.

689

Listening to Apocalyptica always leaves me feeling a sort of emotional happy exhaustion, the way I feel physically after a long and wonderful hike.

I wish I could describe it better than that.

688

I don’t do this to fit in with a group.

I don’t do this to be a loner.

I don’t do this because I am uncomfortable with privilege.

I don’t do this because I am angry with my family.

I don’t do this because I have some notion that my life will be easier.

I don’t do this because I think it will make people like me more.

I let myself be myself because there is no other way for me to be.

687

Taopm is a synthesizer engine capable of producing some truly amazing sounds for a synth. Maybe some day string instruments will be able to be synthesized.

I’ve been listening to Godspeed You, Black Emperor, and Ethan and Eric want to get together and record stuff like that. I’m game.

686

Someone said “You’re a very good friend” to me today. I think that made my day.

Summer's at an end

I saw the first leaves turning this week. The sumac in the back yard has a hint of red; the cottonwoods in the creek out back have a hint of yellow. There’s a willow or two by the river turning, and the air’s become cold this week. Sleeping outdoors isn’t so attractive nor neccesary as it was a couple weeks ago.

With any luck, it’ll be a long autumn, not the two-week wonder we’ve had some years. I’d really be happy with gold leaves filling my vision for six weeks, and a long timbe before winter after that.

Summer Fruit!

Yum.

Abuse is fun

¿ʇı̣ əsnqɐ ʇ,uɐɔ noʎ ɟı̣ əpoɔı̣un sı̣ pooɓ ʇɐɥʍ

Wish I could claim I had thought of it.

682

I’m thinking about Corvallis tonight, recounting my favorite places to eat, what things were like when I lived there. Some things never change — a friend of mine went to Nearly Normal’s tonight; the Thai place on 9th is still good; the creepy guys are still in front of Starbucks, there’s still the Japanese place on 2nd. Blue Sky’s still there, and La Conga still has burritos so addictive that they must be heroin-laced.

I think that makes me happy.

681

Couyld ve weosr.