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jackshoegazerI may not support shopping at Wal*Mart, but I have no qualms about accepting free boxes from them. So tomorrow morning I will go to the China-in-America-Cheap-Plastic-Crap-Outpost and collect a large variety of boxes in a multitude of shapes and sizes.
Until then, I'm going to dig my stored bits out of the garage and start going through it all. Ethan has to extricate his toys from Benjamin's (the roommate's son) sometime soon, which I predict will cause much bickering and shouts of "No, that's mine, retard!"
My roommate's cousin is here for the weekend visiting from Chicago. He's brought his kids with him, a boy of six and a girl of eight. They are friendly and well behaved, so it's not been a total terror to have them around. I made scrambled eggs and French toast this morning before they informed me they don't usually eat breakfast. Weird.
According to various meteorologists, it is going to be rain and thunderstorms all afternoon and evening. I had best go close my sunroof.
This place is beautiful. Why aren't I moving there? Oh, I don't even know where it is.
I'm almost finished with The World According to Garp. I think it hit a little too close to home, as Jacqui's on a career track to university teaching and I'm on the path of the writer and stay-at-home dad. IF this book has said anything, it's that lust causes big problems.
This is probably why Crowley placed it on such a high pedestal, under the conditions that you absolutely control and channel it in healthy directions. Jung even expanded Freud's limited view of libido-as-lust to define libido as the totality of psychic energy. Garp does his worst work when he's paying attention to his lusts and not his path. Once this crashes in the most horribly, dramatic way, he begins his best work yet.
I hope I'm over that hump already. No pun intended.
Until then, I'm going to dig my stored bits out of the garage and start going through it all. Ethan has to extricate his toys from Benjamin's (the roommate's son) sometime soon, which I predict will cause much bickering and shouts of "No, that's mine, retard!"
My roommate's cousin is here for the weekend visiting from Chicago. He's brought his kids with him, a boy of six and a girl of eight. They are friendly and well behaved, so it's not been a total terror to have them around. I made scrambled eggs and French toast this morning before they informed me they don't usually eat breakfast. Weird.
According to various meteorologists, it is going to be rain and thunderstorms all afternoon and evening. I had best go close my sunroof.
This place is beautiful. Why aren't I moving there? Oh, I don't even know where it is.
I'm almost finished with The World According to Garp. I think it hit a little too close to home, as Jacqui's on a career track to university teaching and I'm on the path of the writer and stay-at-home dad. IF this book has said anything, it's that lust causes big problems.
This is probably why Crowley placed it on such a high pedestal, under the conditions that you absolutely control and channel it in healthy directions. Jung even expanded Freud's limited view of libido-as-lust to define libido as the totality of psychic energy. Garp does his worst work when he's paying attention to his lusts and not his path. Once this crashes in the most horribly, dramatic way, he begins his best work yet.
I hope I'm over that hump already. No pun intended.
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Date: 2006-05-17 01:02 pm (UTC)