Dad’s new TV & living room setup
more punk than me :)
It all will fall, fall right into place
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8crIHgjG1_I
Oh, got to see, got to know right now
What’s that riding on your everything?
It isn’t anything at all
Zajtra - odchod na konferu kam sa mi vôbec nechce, hlavne keď tomu viac do hĺbky veľmi nerozumiem a bojím sa hanby a celkového strápnenia pred šéfom (+ zbadá že som pošahaná).
Ale mám taktiku - budem za tupú po slovensky džavotajúcu blondínečku [aha, to je vlastne dôvod prečo sa ma pýtať niečo k posteru…]. Whatever, ešte že mám odd number a som vrámci štvrtka a potom PADLA!.
Land of mindfuck.
The show features ribald wordplay, nonchalant violence and transgressive sexuality, in deeply-nested, often recursive plots. These plots are often very nonlinear in their chronology; however, each episode seems to contain similar themes and motifs, as well as a single opening scene that has recurred in every episode of Xavier: a depiction of the titular character wandering through a desert (possibly a reference to the 1970s television program Kung Fu) as he narrates a semi-spontaneous, often nonsensical philosophical thought that many times connects with the episode at hand, whilst the title card of the show itself flies overhead, usually varying in action or position
Art nouveau? Silver brooch bought at flea market, 2011.
Somehow, I would desperately like to get rid of things I’m not using at all. Getting rid of the responsibility for buying and making the choice. So vain.
My brain is flawed, buying grocery just on “best before date” satisfies me and I’m even thinking about dumpstering. Uselesness transposed into real life. At least some aspects of it.
I see I’m still buying things, but I focus (or at least would like to) on items that incorporate beauty or sustainability or can be used to produce something creative or sold further without loss. Items with value overlapping lifespan.
Cítim sa ako waste of space time and energy. V každom rozmere.
Každú chvíľu nejaká potreba nedá pokoja.
Kávu, napiť, vecko, sladké, ruky umyť, zošuchnutú ponožku natiahnuť, krivú záclonu v zornom poli napraviť, cigu a tak dokola sa striedajú “nevyhnutnosti” s neurózami.
Jedinú nevyhnutnosť, ktorú vynechávam je spánok. Nebaví ma to.
Niežeby ma nejak extra bavilo byť hore, alebo by som mala čo robiť, alebo nebodaj by som sa tak tešila na ďalší deň.
Zbožňovať spánok mi vždy pripadalo tupé. A to rada o sebe neviem.
Páči sa mi kontinuálny priebeh dní. Vlastne je to asi preto, že už sa nespolieham na pocit “že zajtra bude lepšie”.
Mámfpičizmus finally detected.