vaneigem's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- BOBBIE'S ON THE PHONE well life is looking up today. i'm in a good mood right now, i took action and am thinking / acting positive. i think i need to find some sort of spiritual ritual everyday. i think i am the type of person that needs that for some reason. not particularly religion or anything, i guess i am relaly about ideas and ideals and shit and if i flop out of those for a moment i lose wherever and whoever the hell i am. i need some sort of morning and evening ritual. I am also going to join a gym and be more proactive in my life. On Saturday, i worked on a cover of So Glad by ariel pink he'self. I try to steer away from covers but this one I had in my head all week and I had to do it. I was initially going to do Hobbies Galore. I might do a whole R. Stevie Moore cover album. Anyway, it turned out really well and in my own style. I have to finish the chorus parts, re-record the drums through a lo-filter. Vocals I'm not sure yet. I wrote lyrics about my old friend Ben for it. My voice is really restrictive because it's so little girl sounding. Which has its advantages and disadvantages, as with everything. I can do a mean Joanna Newsom impression. I got really fucking high on Saturday night at Jenny's, in a bad way, and I need to talk about it. So I chilled with Kevin (some guy she's seeing, who is really awesome and nice actually. for once.), Jeanne (AMAZING girl who i lovelove), and alexis (hilarious). We made pot cookies, Jenny's idea not mine. Everything felt normal until I was walking home. My mind fucking flipped. In all honesty, I had the most insane experience of my life. It felt like I was walking for days. Slowly my memories erased and I had no idea where I was. I developed a whole other consciousness as if it was someone else's. Every person on the street looked like someone I once knew. I saw things beyond any realm and understood them in a way I had never thought before. I couldn't even explain it. I felt extremely scared that I had achieved enlightenment and would never be back to my normal self. I had to write things down so I did. I will post what I fuckedly wrote later. I sent it to Jes C the next day because she is really into writing and shit, and invited me to a crazy book store event or something, and she said she liked it and read it a bunch and that she totally was into what I was saying. I developed an idea called Freedom to the Future. Thou shalt have. Anyway, I was worried that it had been laced with something and vowed to never do that again. I thought it was acid or something and I definitely wasn't into it. I called Jenyn the next day and she cooled it off for me. I talked to Bernice and she said that that experience might come back to haunt me later in life. Freaky! Bernice's family is super dutch. Other things... 11:08 pm - 03.03.08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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