well, not really. it's the end of my vacay (12 days) and tomorrow morning is going to be a painful one. not the getting up at 8am part, because i can't complain about that really. most people have to get up way earlier than that. it's the constant demands on my time that don't involve what i need to do for my job such as staff photographer (just cuz i know how to point and shoot doesn't mean i like being on call for it), computer repair (if i wanted to be IT, i would have to be more misanthropic and socially disfunctional), and the ever-popular "sit around and gossip about everyone in the center" (which to me seems very girly - and i'm certainly not girly). now i know that it's a non-profit community center and i should be so serious about my job, but i am getting paid more than most people there and i feel like i should be producing results in accordance with that extra compensation. also, there's things i want to do, things i want to show and teach the kids, things i should do to make this f*ed up world a better place. and the things other people demand of me aren't aligned with those goals of mine. plus, as the boy so astutely observed, i do get bored/irritated with every job i've had after three years or so....ugh, i don't even want to think about looking for a new one.
enough of bitching. actually, i was watching some punk documentary on IFC and someone was saying how the sex pistols would point out what's wrong with (english) society, but the clash did that and said "what are you and we going to do about it?" i've decided that's my new mantra - it's not just about seeing what's wrong, but trying to make it right.
which leads me to my writing. i've been thinking for a while that it needs to be more political. obviously i have strong political views, but it's time to write about them, hopefully to create social change. i'm not quite sure how to do that yet. or what political causes to focus on. guess it's time for experimentation.
and talking about writing...i've been having story dreams. most of the time my dreams are weird, disjointed images and characters (a big reason why i stay away from hallucinogens and stimulants - my brain is already a scary, scary place), but lately the dreams have been full-blown stories. this has happened before and it means my creative juices are just about ready to start working on the novel again. so in that spirit of renewed energy, i've downloaded a great little program called scrivener, which helps writers collect their thoughts, like index cards. it's way better than word for getting your s**t together. so, i've reorganized the timeline, read over what i've written already (which wasn't as shitty as i thought it was) and gotten the characters and story back in my head. now i have to make the time to get some more words on paper and get the damn first draft done already. and i'll try my hardest to not let work drain me too much.
current mood: chill
current noise: "kick out the jams" by mc5 and "marquee moon" by television
enough of bitching. actually, i was watching some punk documentary on IFC and someone was saying how the sex pistols would point out what's wrong with (english) society, but the clash did that and said "what are you and we going to do about it?" i've decided that's my new mantra - it's not just about seeing what's wrong, but trying to make it right.
which leads me to my writing. i've been thinking for a while that it needs to be more political. obviously i have strong political views, but it's time to write about them, hopefully to create social change. i'm not quite sure how to do that yet. or what political causes to focus on. guess it's time for experimentation.
and talking about writing...i've been having story dreams. most of the time my dreams are weird, disjointed images and characters (a big reason why i stay away from hallucinogens and stimulants - my brain is already a scary, scary place), but lately the dreams have been full-blown stories. this has happened before and it means my creative juices are just about ready to start working on the novel again. so in that spirit of renewed energy, i've downloaded a great little program called scrivener, which helps writers collect their thoughts, like index cards. it's way better than word for getting your s**t together. so, i've reorganized the timeline, read over what i've written already (which wasn't as shitty as i thought it was) and gotten the characters and story back in my head. now i have to make the time to get some more words on paper and get the damn first draft done already. and i'll try my hardest to not let work drain me too much.
current mood: chill
current noise: "kick out the jams" by mc5 and "marquee moon" by television
yeah, i never appreciated gossip at work at all. its just so... immature i guess you could say. well, ill probably be in sometime tomorrow to alleviate your insanity be throwing around some of my own, that should help you cope a little better. LOL!
i noticed you added me to your side bar. im honored. and loud. lots of loud. now i feel like i should do a plug of your blog. you deserve it.
"Red Team considers it a victory when shilling your teammates' blogs is a successful operation."
...just a thought.