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Today had an odd aftertaste, like milk that tasted fine on your cereal but smells curdled in your coffee.
Jacquelyn is gone until Monday, in Colorado for her sister's baby shower.
Ethan left this morning to his mum's for the first week of summer vacation.
I made a chicken & tomato quiche with a homemade crust.
Today was Prius training since we added the first hybrid to our taxi fleet.
I couldn't take my hair anymore, broke down and got a hair cut from one of the other people who work at the barbershop I go to.
As soon as I got home, a new friend called me up to get a drink.
We had a lot of getting-to-know-you chat.
The older you get, the harder it is to make friends.
I'm so guarded but in odd ways.
I've been home watching movies and drinking wine ever since.
It's been almost 90 degrees and extremely humid today. I finally turned on the air conditioner after I took these photos:
I was out of my routine, out of my element all day, it seems. Summer always makes me feel a bit wonky, like I can't trust my brain or myself. Especially socializing, I second-guess all my interactions. Sometimes I worry I've got a bit of the Aspie, since social cues for me have been consciously adapted instead of an intuitive enterprise.
A long time ago, I watched Albert Brooks's Defending Your Life and I think that had an awfully profound effect on my cosmology. You're here to learn, to grow, and if you don't you get sent back to try again. If you never learn, you get recycled. If you do, you move on to bigger and better things. It's very Kabbalistic, it's very Gnostic, it's Vonnegut's "You're here to be the eyes, ears, and conscience of the Universe, you fool."
Either that, or you're worm food.
The way I see it, humans are meaning-machines. Things and events do not have inherent meaning, but gain meaning when we attach it. Life is the same thing. If we give it meaning, it has meaning. If we don't, it's just an event, meaningless and shallow. People live, stars die, time passes and it's meaningless until we infuse it.
I'm going to watch the new Star Trek again and pass out under the air conditioner.
Jacquelyn is gone until Monday, in Colorado for her sister's baby shower.
Ethan left this morning to his mum's for the first week of summer vacation.
I made a chicken & tomato quiche with a homemade crust.
Today was Prius training since we added the first hybrid to our taxi fleet.
I couldn't take my hair anymore, broke down and got a hair cut from one of the other people who work at the barbershop I go to.
As soon as I got home, a new friend called me up to get a drink.
We had a lot of getting-to-know-you chat.
The older you get, the harder it is to make friends.
I'm so guarded but in odd ways.
I've been home watching movies and drinking wine ever since.
It's been almost 90 degrees and extremely humid today. I finally turned on the air conditioner after I took these photos:
I was out of my routine, out of my element all day, it seems. Summer always makes me feel a bit wonky, like I can't trust my brain or myself. Especially socializing, I second-guess all my interactions. Sometimes I worry I've got a bit of the Aspie, since social cues for me have been consciously adapted instead of an intuitive enterprise.
A long time ago, I watched Albert Brooks's Defending Your Life and I think that had an awfully profound effect on my cosmology. You're here to learn, to grow, and if you don't you get sent back to try again. If you never learn, you get recycled. If you do, you move on to bigger and better things. It's very Kabbalistic, it's very Gnostic, it's Vonnegut's "You're here to be the eyes, ears, and conscience of the Universe, you fool."
Either that, or you're worm food.
The way I see it, humans are meaning-machines. Things and events do not have inherent meaning, but gain meaning when we attach it. Life is the same thing. If we give it meaning, it has meaning. If we don't, it's just an event, meaningless and shallow. People live, stars die, time passes and it's meaningless until we infuse it.
I'm going to watch the new Star Trek again and pass out under the air conditioner.
