2001:October:18
2001
I don't know if anyone is a daily reader, but I regret that I don't really have anything fascinating to say. Hmmmmmm. I did notice recently (have I already confessed) that I'm a huge noise maker. When I don't see anyone around when I'm walking, I hum, whistle, make noises such as "tzchoooooo!" when I come to the bottom of stairs. I sing at my house. I make a noise when I throw a frisbee. I noticed this because I got caught today while I was coming down the stairs, and I felt like a weirdo (even more than usual).
Hmmmm another shocking revelation (as I'm looking around my desk) is that I associate memories with things. For instance, I carry this black and white plastic purse that Sarah Tector gave me when she was moving from her apartment in NYC. I'm wearing this grey-striped turtleneck that I got from the goodwill on a day that I just spent by myself and went to goodwill and hit the mother lode. I have a vintage pink cashmere cardigan in the car that Rebecca Cheatham suggested I buy when she was visiting. I still have a ten year old (making it my oldest item of clothing still worn) J. Crew shirt in my clothing heavy rotation that I remember getting one of my first clothing complements on from Kent's girlfriend Laura in Athens, GA (and thus setting up a phase of me buying from J. Crew clearance catalogs). Blah blah blah. The only things I buy "new" anymore are shoes and brown stretchy pants. Not only do I love the price of used clothing, but I love not wearing the same thing as everyone else (no matter how tarded I look).
Hmmmmm. In the grocery store today, I noticed something I do. If I see an interesting group of workers in the checkout lines, I'll sometimes wish that I could stay and work there.
This might be the most boring entry I've ever written, but if I were a reader, I would at least want to count on something to read every other day. I suppose I'm basically in a me, me, me phase. I currently wish that it were Friday at 1:08 pm (instead of Thursday) and I could fritter away my whole weekend hanging out and doing nothing. This makes me a for-shit buddhist. I find it quite hard to live in the now and be content with it whilst having to work and go to school. I'm going to try meditating soon as I feel there must be a reason that it's so heavily suggested.
The stars say this is Mark's path: North Node in Taurus North Node in 2nd House Yours is the path of the builder and your goal is that of abiding inner peace and security that are derived from valuing the self. Seeking self-worth "out there" brings sorrow - the completeness you seek can only come from a meaningful relationship with your self and the natural world. Prove yourself to yourself.
The stars say this is my path: North Node in Aquarius North Node in 11th House Yours is the path of cultivating friendships and group associations that support your dreams and aspirations. Do not seek the approval of others - risk disapproval and be willing to speak out and share your own unconventional visions and commit to working for the good of the whole. Cultivate a plan, have a specific goal and direction for your life. Nurture your humanitarian impulses
(The most boring entry so far...)
