|KHftCEA 1999-07.2 July|
KHftCEA 1999-07.2 July
>I make a lousy single guy.
We all do, Kirk, the world is just full of guys who won't admit it.
Proposed definition: [for a typo for "emphasis"]
emphasism (n.) - the belief that nothing exists beyond what one is concentrating on.
--Chris on alt.fan.cecil-adams
"That is what June says. She repeats, 'And you forget this, and you forget that. You only remember the wrongs.' The truth is, Ana´s, that I take goodness for granted. I expect everybody to be good. It is evil which fascinates me."
"I want to leave a scar on the world."
--Henry Miller, from The Diaries of Ana´s Nin
"Anyone who does not have a mistress is a nincompoop."
--Francis I of France
Last night Mo's brother Dan came over to play some video games. I ended up driving him home around 2 am. For some reason the late night solitary return home made me very nostalgic for driving home after smoochfests with Veronika, and later Marnie. Of course, having just finished Ana´s Nin's "Henry & June" diary made me think of it in terms of "weeping for my youth and innocence."
Reading Nin's diary makes me compare it to KHftCEA. I'm not sure if I'm as open with it as I would be if Mo (and other people) didn't read it.
Of course it's much more trivial than Nin's opus. Still, it's possible that 10 years hence I'll still be toting around a PDA with this very sentence in it.
"That really reminds me of a film Woody Allen would make."
--Mo after watching (Woody Allen's) "Celebrity"
Getting irritated trying to unlock the Ness character from "Smash Brothers". You have to beat the 1 player game on your original 3 lives (which I've done twice, out of maybe 15 attempts at like 20 minutes a pop) and then beat Ness. Lead to an interesting conversation with Mo about how I still dislike challenges for the sake of challenge: to me, seeing something interesting is the only worthwhile goal. She finds this ideal extremely alien to her.
Still, my anger and exclamations at this game are childlike and ill-becoming.
We went to the South Park movie last night. Very boundary pushing and purposefully shocking; few taboos were safe. I loved it. It's been a long time since I've gone to a flick and couldn't make out a lot of dialog because of the laughter of the audience.
Mo went to a spa yesterday, last night I noticed she smelled like R's dorm room, or maybe her linens. Odd to have such a strong latent sense memory.
Frasier: You exploit vulnerable people, charging them huge fees for holding their hands and pretending insight into their problems.
Fortune Teller: How is that different from what you do?
Frasier: [long pause] I can prescribe drugs.
Memory: Rebekah saying she could see why I had love Veronika after we had dinner with her and Thomas at Border Cafe freshman year. I write it down now because of a vague worry that it's the kind of thing I might forget and lose forever. (I just read a statistic: Percentage of people who start losing their memory after age 30: 100%)
Ran into David Johnson last night- apropriately enough, on my way home from cutting out of work early (to try to exercise my demon of having to unlock Ness + Captain Falcon in Smash Brothers.) He stopped by me on the bike trail- I didn't recognize his grin in the full bike regalia. Hardcore looking bike as well. He's looking pretty fit. Wonder who the babe on the other bike was?
She lay on her side, the table lamp on beside her. I saw that damned chin hair still, and the curving line down to her hollow waist and up the bump over her hip that's so unbelievably beautiful it proves God's a perverted ass freak.
--Matthew Klam, "Issues I Dealt With In Therapy"
"Nine times out of ten, in the arts as in life, there is actually no truth to be discovered"
--H. L. Mencken