Watching Shiba Inu Puppy Cam

Stream: Shiba Inu Puppy Cam

This evening I had four hands and two hair-dryers attack my hair. That was the first time in my life I had two people blow-dry my hair concurrently, and it was ... scary.

I think the people who have to blow-dry my hair don't like me. After one guy went to work on my neighbor's hair, the guy stuck with my hair kept at it. And kept at it. And kept at it.

After my neighbor had paid up and left the salon, he caught my eyeing my neighbor's departure and said, "You have a lot of hair."

Then when he was finally done with the blow-drying, he repeated, "You have a lot of hair."

Am still uncertain whether he was trying to explain why he took so long, or whether he was complaining ...

Watching Shiba Inu Puppy Cam

Stream: Shiba Inu Puppy Cam

I find myself being very stupid whenever I'm viewing the puppy cam ... like now.

Yes, I do realize I'm alternating among strange coo-ey, whiney, and growl-y sounds to match the puppies when I watch them fight.

Yes, I do realize I'm talking to them when I tell them to stop fighting, and when I ask, "Where's mommy?"

Yes, I do realize I'm talking to myself when I giggle and observe, "Heh ... Puppy butt!"

This got it down pat.

Okay, back to puppy cam!

Watching Shiba Inu Puppy Cam

Stream: Shiba Inu Puppy Cam

Uh ... Uh ...

I'll make it short 'cuz I gotta watch them puppies. (Snorglelicious puppies! They're so fat and fluffy! I vant!)

Heh heh ... OMG, Yellow can sleep through anything! Me too! (Well, almost anything, wink wink.)

Uh ... Puppy butts are more interesting than blogging.

But I have to say, while I'm vicariously happy about the new POTUS, I'm even more upset - truly depressed - about the Prop. 8.

Puppy Cam keeps blood pressure low.

Awwwwww, they're SHO CUTE! Widdle pwuppies all fat and snorgly, come to mama!

Kettel - 'Palles’s Popsong'

Album: Myam James



Have been neglecting my work, I'm afraid ... =(

But, boy, am I exhausted. Sleep has been less than restful lately - I've problems falling asleep and I keep waking up; dreams - if I even had any (I'm not sure) - are not scary though.

Sigh.

Lykke Li - 'Dance Dance Dance'

Album: Youth Novels



I told the boss today when I'm leaving. It's a relief, but I also feel quite sad. There's really a lot I could gleam from Mephisto, not (just) by his instructions, but also through ... osmosis, I guess. I think his ways are beginning to rub off a little on me.

Also, he's just about the only person who actually thinks I have potential - and not because he's trying to be encouraging or supportive. While it is stressful to have that sort of constant pressure, it's also a driving force for me. I want to make something of myself too - I just don't have the direction; and, thus without direction, I lose the drive. (Vicious cycle, that.)

=(

I find myself preferring new songs lately.

Ingrid Michaelson - 'Be OK'

Album: Be OK



... And it's November. Already.

Pole competition is this month, together with the workshops, and a pole mate's getting married.

So much happening, but there's the second biggest hurdle of all yet ... Sigh.

Lenka - 'The Show'

Album: The Show



Today's new spin: 'Moon goddess'; today's new trick: 'Superman'.

The Hallowe'en pole party was fun - and definitely a real workout.

Jessy's joining the the competition; I'm still thinking about it. Sigh. =/

The sound of you sleeping

I keep hearing the opening lines of Wir sind Helden's 'Die Zeit heilt alle Wunder' in my head tonight ... Wonder why.

Hallowe'en pole jam tomorrow - should I risk my wings?

Watching you sleep

... but it's Crash Day, and this Thursday child has far to traverse - in Dreaming.

Over and out.

Pink Floyd - 'Wish You Were Here'

Album: Wish You Were Here



Had a manic-depressive sorta day.

First thing in this morning, I found Christine, my favoritest lecturer, had done more than I expected her to when I sent her that tentative email yesterday: I found threads of emails she sent to various lecturers on my behalf. She seems genuinely excited and enthusiatic about my honors program - more so than me, I have to admit. But - it's infectious, so let's hope it stays that way with me.

Then I got depressed, and went to work on my sorely neglected database.

But Mephisto came in, was in a feisty mood, and chewed two heads off not long after stepping in. Me, it was all I could do to keep from laughing hysterically. When his wrath isn't on me, I found it amusing - entertaining, even.

I must be ticklish around him today, 'cuz everything he said made me chortle. What's not to love?

Then I got depressed, again ...

The sound of you sleeping

All righty.

Maybe it's time for that haircut ...

Frank Zappa - 'Watermelon in Easter Hay'

Album: Y Tu Mamá También OST



I find myself in the unusual and strange position of being depressed yet determined.

Not quite sure what to make of it ... Though, it comes, it prolly goes.

This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER. Joe has just worked himself into an imaginary frenzy during the fade-out of his imaginary song. He begins to feel depressed now. He knows the end is near. He has realized at last that imaginary guitar notes and imaginary vocals exist only in the mind of the imaginer. And ultimately, who gives a fuck anyway?! Excuse me. Who gives a fuck anyway? So he goes back to his ugly little room and quietly dreams his last imaginary guitar solo.

The sound of you sleeping

I sense I'm getting sucked into a vortex of anxiety - or, more probably, up my own ass from chasing my tail - and feeling stressed. I want to not get trapped in that anxiety, but I don't know how.

It's like you're about to step onto a bridge and just happened to look down ... and realized how deep and wide the chasm is, and how rickety the bridge is. If you want to make it across the bridge, you'll need courage: Focus on the other side while avoiding looking down - or you'll lose heart, balance, and focus, and fall.

All the way down ...

No safety net.

Pink Floyd - 'Wish You Were Here'

Album: Wish You Were Here



Yesterday, Maple told me I have "nice lines" - whatever that means - and that I should enter the competition. I'm still in two minds about this matter. I just don't have the time to come up with a choreo and practise it.

... But I would like to have the experience.

Maybe I should think about a public performance before I think about competitions.



Somehow I love this song. It makes me fucking depressed (though not more so than the other Pink Floyd tracks, especially those from the boss's favored The Final Cut) and Roger Waters is a poet. These lines are killer:

We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have you found
The same old fears
Wish you were here

In the office, I loop this song and 'Watermelon in Easter Hay' on my mp3 player daily.