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03/15/2003 Entry: ""The Ideas of March""
So, the Ides are upon us ( with a few hours to go ) and the world has not had a polar shift nor have Brittney's boobs exploded. It would be nice if it was the Ideas of March instead, a day to be creative and to spawn some progressive thinking to typical problems. "Et tu, Brute? Put down the knife and let's process this a bit and work out our emotions, okay?"
But that's for next year, for today I didn't heed the soothsayer's warning. I got a really bad haircut ( from myself ) and while budgeting I began to see the gnashing crunch of one less job. The computer crashed once, and for some reason the house smells like a perfumed turd. So I'm a little bearish right now but I'll be fine once it's jazztime on the radio and the wine has chilled and the calendar is a few hours closer to flipping.
I might go out to the club tonight... no, not with this hair, scratch that. Maybe next weekend once the sides grow in a bit. I really did a dandy job. I'm so indecisive today. I'm just not feeling very intellectual, cosmic or spunky. Just here, plainly and simply, which is normally fine when I'm not also being ate up with my inner bitch.
Joshua had his belt test today, he's going for green belt. He was incredible... his movements were fluid and his intent was strong. He was totally ferocious during the katas. It even scared me, and I've watched him do this kind of thing since white belt. I think after Haiti I'll enroll in the school. I could always use more physical discipline and skills sharpening.
I'm going to watch the Iranian film the Color of Paradise. I think that will give me the oomph I need to lift myself out of this mysterious grumpiness and into some state of being that is more pleasant, or at least more interesting.
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