January 12th 2009 03:39 am
some very very late night things.
It’s about 2:30am and the snow looks cold. Not just that it’s, you know, snow and it is cold, there’s a blue tint to it that clashes with the orange glow of the sky. That’s not why I’m still up, although it is pretty weird. I’m used to orange skies on cloudy nights, but blue-tinted snow? Did the Illini take control of the color palate? And if they did I’d like to mention that they did a half-assed job about it, it’s a little pale.
I’m having trouble for at least three reasons. The first is that I’ve been on a very silly sleep schedule since my last day at the bank, not falling asleep until about 3am and waking up anywhere between 9 and 11. By Thursday this has to come to a halt. I don’t imagine my ethics professor will much like it if I skip the first three classes. On one hand, this has been a pretty idyllic week-and-a-half, I love the times when a house is still and everyone’s sleeping and the world’s sleeping and I have everything I could want with a book, a bedside lamp, blankets, cats snuggling, some tea and a laptop playing music. I guess I’d be a bad ascetic. The other hand is fixing to slap me upside the head for being a self-indulgent slacker. It has a point, I am a theoretically adult-type person and I could have spent this time doing useful things like planning, packing, or reading the books I have checked out from the library.
Right now it’s almost 3:00 and I’m really quite happy to have discovered automatic joy where one can find Dresden Dolls (and solo Amanda Palmer) songs and, specifically and much to the point, their live covers including My Doorbell and Lisa). If I were to liken the planning process to planning out a paper, I’d barely be done mapping out my introductory paragraph. Good thing I have four more days to figure it all out.
I think I’ve been playing too much Age of Empires Lux, a RISK-style game of spreading peace and love by the sword. When I close my eyes I can see the computer using massed armies attacking a weak point that I’ve been neglecting, then running amok through my empty empty territories. There’s probably a metaphor in there. I’m not going to look for it; it might turn in its cards and attack me. Also, it was a lot more fun when I used to see Guitar Hero when behind my (not blue) eyes.
(I’ve now hit “Hallelujah” on the covers page. I’m a little sad that it’s not the one from the Chicago show, but I love AFP, Leonard Cohen and that song so I’m not going to complain about it in the slightest.)
Girls With Slingshots is what kept me up yesterday. Tonight hasn’t been nearly as funny.
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