… human. that’s how i feel. shouting expletives is so dehumanising. so stupid. for a moment pride and freedom and the next the inanity of it all.
did you hear about the comedian who was depressed because everyone kept laughing at him?
I hate cleaning. Why are you smiling like that? I don’t mind once I start though. It’s quite fun to see what the brown mucky thing actually is. Did you just chuckle? umm… i’ve got a billion questions which you never seem to answer… but umm… it was nice to hear you laugh. Makes the questions…um much smaller… miniscule. hmmm do solar systems go in to reverse polarity when you laugh?
only too few have it. maybe it’s just perspective. but that madness to practice, practice and go jemb and play anywhere even in a dirty pond is highly diminished. pity. the talent for another thermal and a quarter exists but the madness… is drying up. ah well.
i’m normally very nostalgic. or at least i thought i was. the 10th year TAAQ gig which was brilliant fun (considering i had a dripping wet keyboard) was not a damp squib as such but didn’t feel the emotion that i thought I would. it made me wonder about nostalgia. made me almost nostalgic for it.
… how we change. I’m slowly developing a nervous laugh. A funny little squeak mid sentence. Later on I think ‘what the hell are you nervous about and why are you giggling about it?’ Odd. Very odd indeed.