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There will be good things...
Mar. 25th, 2004 01:25 amThere will be good things. I can see them on the horizon. Even if they are simple, and fleeting, they shall be good.
I just got a crapload of stuff from Amazon this afternoon, which did wonders to combat my Horrible mood, which I've been harboring for the last few days. Got a whole lot of Nat King Cole (BOX SET!!!), Frank Sinatra, Ultra Lounge #6 (Various artists doing great arrangements of lots of stuff that you just might know), and a copy of this lovely (yet expensive as hell) specialty software. Yay. Amazing what some good, old fashioned "swinger" music can do for you.
Music and a hot shower.
I've been low as of late, and it's pissing me off. Because I was creaping out of the dol-drums, and reaching towards the sky. I was growing, up and up and up to break the surface of the pool. And, perhaps, somewhere in there, I was going to make it to the side, and pull myself out.
And perhaps I still shall.
Checked out this free Anime sampler thing that I'd gotten through a Gaming (GEEK! :-D) magazine last month. Six full length episodes of some "new" stuff. Most was ho-hum, but--there were two interesting standouts: Someday's Dreamers--a sort of Harry Potter gets homeschooled in Japan story. Neat stuff in there, I think. I'd be a bit excited to see how that one goes; and Last Exile--a sci-fi/steam punk/mecha invader/retro type thing with the feel of Porco Roso and Pod Racers. It is much cooler than it sounds. Yes. I do no justice.
And I do the least justice by myself. I'm too hard on myself, and I tend to set my expectations quite high for my realities. That being said, I also tend to cut myself short of my possibilities. So I have to try. And not be afraid--"Fuck Fear!" as the line goes.
I've got to cry less, smile more, move up, keep on moving, running, laughing, dreaming, writing, praying, singing, loving, living, not stopping, head held high, breathing in and out until the day I die.
And the beat goes on.
I just got a crapload of stuff from Amazon this afternoon, which did wonders to combat my Horrible mood, which I've been harboring for the last few days. Got a whole lot of Nat King Cole (BOX SET!!!), Frank Sinatra, Ultra Lounge #6 (Various artists doing great arrangements of lots of stuff that you just might know), and a copy of this lovely (yet expensive as hell) specialty software. Yay. Amazing what some good, old fashioned "swinger" music can do for you.
Music and a hot shower.
I've been low as of late, and it's pissing me off. Because I was creaping out of the dol-drums, and reaching towards the sky. I was growing, up and up and up to break the surface of the pool. And, perhaps, somewhere in there, I was going to make it to the side, and pull myself out.
And perhaps I still shall.
Checked out this free Anime sampler thing that I'd gotten through a Gaming (GEEK! :-D) magazine last month. Six full length episodes of some "new" stuff. Most was ho-hum, but--there were two interesting standouts: Someday's Dreamers--a sort of Harry Potter gets homeschooled in Japan story. Neat stuff in there, I think. I'd be a bit excited to see how that one goes; and Last Exile--a sci-fi/steam punk/mecha invader/retro type thing with the feel of Porco Roso and Pod Racers. It is much cooler than it sounds. Yes. I do no justice.
And I do the least justice by myself. I'm too hard on myself, and I tend to set my expectations quite high for my realities. That being said, I also tend to cut myself short of my possibilities. So I have to try. And not be afraid--"Fuck Fear!" as the line goes.
I've got to cry less, smile more, move up, keep on moving, running, laughing, dreaming, writing, praying, singing, loving, living, not stopping, head held high, breathing in and out until the day I die.
And the beat goes on.
