I had been meaning to make some mention of the departure of one of the bloggers gracing my sidebar. And grace in fact is one of the words I would use to describe her. Though it may not be the first that comes to mind when one mentions her name. The header under her sidebar, "big time sensuality" pretty much had that covered. She wrote in such a way that pierced the soul.
Ok so that last sentance felt like utter bullshit when I said it but I meant it.
Transience was, it seems, driven off by a stalker. Many of you no doubt remember me responding to a similar situation here a while ago. Of course then I was relatively sure that my words would be in the stalker's purview. This time it is likely that they are not, so I'll spare the lengthy rant other than to say that the actions of this person are dogshit.
--Ok. I've had those last two paragraphs in the can for four fucking days. And I haven't written anything since. That's pretty shitty. I've been meaning to write for all four days, but absolutely nothing is occuring to me, and that's a problem.
I wonder how many posts I write that deal with me not posting. Too many, by any count.
Anyways, there are some administrative matters to attend to. For one, there are some additions I am making to the sidebar. One is Jromer, whose musings are the sort of things I would reccomend to those who, well, tend to like the sort of things I reccomend. Another is Jemima's Imitation of Life, which I can only describe as a sort of chaotic quietude. Actually there are other ways I could describe it but like the hell if I can come up with one that sounds good you know? Also Never Enough, who I honestly don't have a good description on hand for. My head may not quite be screwed on correctly today... In any case, I enjoy the hell out of her blog Last but not least is my good buddy Matt's offering. This dude is at the moment in Washington DC making a documentary about political protests with a grant from his school. In fact, he has a a story about a sort of difficulty he's had recently that he's told me he's going to blog on soon.
In the world of improv comedy, what I just did there is known as "pimping." It's what happens when you oblige someone who's onstage with you to come up with something on the spot. Like if a scene started and you said to someone, "hey, tell us that story you told me at the bar last night." Of course, it doesn't exactly apply to this scenario as it's a story that did in fact happen, I am acknowledging that I'm putting my friend on the spot. But I think he can handle it, else I could just go back and delete some things.
So as I've mentioned here previously, I've been in a bit of a funk of late. Luckily, I may have stumbled upon a solution. I happened to come across a hell of a lot of pages of handwritten stuff I'd previously lost, and I always get new ideas when I go over older stuff. So here's hoping and all that. Also I totally shit the bed with that meme thing that I tried to do. I may try and resurrect it. In any case I intend to be back tonight to either write something more substantial or show some of the stuff that I found. And also Jemima I'll do what I said I was going to do with the sentances you gave me and if you want I'll come up with some for you. I'm sorry I didn't earlier; I was waiting for you to open up a comment thread for suggestions.
Oh also, did anyone catch the latest Venture Brothers? I know that I may be the only one here who watches that show but damn if it wasn't awesome, and to explain why would ruin it.
Ok so I think that's it. I'm just going to go and update my sidebar now. Sorry if there's anyone I forgot, as I am very much of the idea that I am missing someone. In any case, I'm out for now. Later.