Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Various Things

  • Damn. The weather is so beautiful! This morning I didn't even need a jacket when I walked Mrs. Wigglebottom. And last night we sat out on the porch for an hour and read and sniffed the lawn. It was luxurious.
  • So, yeah, I think I'm allergic to winter. I mean, folks, you know. I've been feeling bad. My unhappiness was like a roommate who would regularly shit in the tub. My unhappiness flailed around looking for a reason to exist--my job, the Butcher, being poor, lack of good steady men, etc.--but it only wants a reason to exist to mask the fact that there is no reason for it. It's just there. But after sitting outside yesterday and then walking the dog this morning, I feel better than I have in months. It's weird. I don't feel great, but I feel like something has finally broken loose and is starting to move again.
  • This has nothing to do with those other two things, but I was reading the blog of a blog I know and one of the commenters actually said, "Oh, man, sometimes being an empath really sucks" which made me want to travel back in time and stop Star Trek before it could start. I know that's not fair to Star Trek or to the millions of Star Trek fans who understand that, even if you can pretend to be whatever you want to be, you are not actually really an alien. Do people who call themselves empaths think that the rest of us don't feel for others? That they alone are capable of vividly imagining what it must be like to feel what someone else is going through? I like to mope around feeling sorry for myself. I don't assume that makes me special*.
  • If I could write about music like this... God, that would be awesome.
  • The Super Genius sent me flowers on Friday and today was the first day I had to throw one of the roses out. The rest of the flowers are still in fine form. Amazing.

*We all know it's the boob freckle that's destined to bring me fame.


Blogger HUCK said...

If there is one thing I've learned since living here in Nashville, it's that the winters here totally suck.

This place gets downright ugly.

In B'ham we had southern pines everywhere, which stayed green year round. I used to hate them in the fall, but I sure as hell have missed them this past winter.

3/01/2006 09:27:00 AM  
Blogger Plimco said...

I read an empath comment today too! Freaky. Wait. Maybe it was the same one.

I got a bunch of yellow daisys on February 15th. They are still on my kitchen table. Hearty little fuckers. The cat only ate one...

And those are the things we have in common today. It's 2 degrees here. I'm jealous of your TN spring.

3/01/2006 10:37:00 AM  
Blogger Exador said...

In the low 70's in Atlanta!

Woo Hoo!!!

3/01/2006 10:41:00 AM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

Plimco, I'm sure it was the same comment.

Daisies are nice. I once got two dozen roses from a dude (I guess back in my less fuckerly days) and they lasted, like, ten seconds.

Did you ever get over to the rose garden in Winston-Salem, though? They had some of the most scrawny looking ordinary roses, but when you smelled them, they were like little works of art.

Boy Scout, that's warm enough for you to take your clothes off!

3/01/2006 12:10:00 PM  
Blogger Plimco said...

Yes! I remember that garden. Miss J and Percy and I went there. They were sort of tortured roses, weren't they? Brown and anemic and broken, but their smell? Real live wild unprocessed rose smell is so tangy and...yeah. Wild, I guess.

3/01/2006 12:31:00 PM  
Blogger W said...

I was working one day and saw some wild roses growing off to the side of the road. So I trekked over and picked one for my then special someone. That resulted in the best night ever. :-)...

3/01/2006 12:36:00 PM  

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