Neubauten!

I'm @ the show, band goes on soon! Who's an addict to LJ? ME!
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Life on other planets is difficult!

Tonight: Einsturzende Neubauten. nothingoth and I are supposed to venture downtown around 1500-ish to meet up with solieri, once he escapes work. From there, we wisk away to DC and then to the 9:30 Club. Doors open at 2100, and we should probably get home by 0300, I figure. A nice round 12 hours of absence. We might get home earlier; I'm told there's no opening band. Who knows?

I had dreams laden with odd images, including some weird stuff about DanceDanceRevolution that I somehow blame inefficiency for. Nothing's particularly clear enough to recount properly, but it was surreal at best, let me tell you. O_o

Yesterday: I was captured by nothingoth and javafiend and taken to the Surplus Store, although it was barely deserving that title. Mostly geared towards paintballers, the majority of offerings were new, and often in unpleasing colours that would never seen service because they aren't really practical. You know, all I wanted was a black BDU jacket... and they only had them in navy and brown. BROWN? WTF. Ugh. The Chad did snag some BDU shorts, and I looked listlessly at the BDU pants, which I'm not allowed to buy for anyone in this household until we all stop losing weight. I miss the old days of Sunny's Surplus, or even better, the old "Camping Supplies" store on Eutaw St in Bmore, with the cavernous basement of cool bins. You could find the coolest shit there, and I bought all my boots and backpacks from them. If anyone needs ammo boxes for purses, this "surplus" place has 'em cheap. Let me know.

I need to get dressed. I am a slovenly, slothlike creature this morning! I was supposed to wake at 1200, but I dozed until 1230 anyway, despite my self-insistence that I wake. Tomorrow I work all day, but I suspect that I'll be just staying awake all night to do it. Then again, who knows what will conspire? I sure don't. I'm just along for the crazy ride!

Merf. If you're going to the show, see you tonight! If not, I hope you have a lovely Friday!

I see a lot of sunrises, these days.

...And then something, small yet vital, will be said or done to make the whole world right again.



One hundred questions, asked. I peer in much more than I look out. I don't trust myself.
I am *very* tired, now. Self-examination is exhausting.

This shade of blue, colouring all the world in a soft wash, makes me want to wrap up in a blanket and sit on the porch, basking in it. I am soothed, lulled, relaxed. The birds say "wake!" yet my mind whispers "...sleep..."

I do believe my brain wins.

These are the moments that a song like "Redemption" was written for. I shall sing it and then I shall go to sleep.