Saturday Streambraining

The Tivo was made for people like me. I think. Never used one and don't have one. Don't see myself getting one anytime soon. Randy, Eddy & I went to Boy's Room last night. Met up with Jason there. Turns out Jason's friend, David went to Chino High School. We compared favorite teachers and that was fun for a few minutes. Tick tock, tick tock. The time in a hot club can go by quickly when you're dancing and raising your body temperature. I should like to take mine sometime when I'm at the height of my dancing. Would be hard to do, I don't have a thermometor, but always see those ones you put in your ears when I'm at the drug store. No more news about the anniversary of world tragedies. Let's just help those displaced. Anniversaries are more of these "markers" that I talked about in my last entry. Why are people so fascinated with celebrities? I already know the answer. I ask it as a way of engaging others to converse. I often ask questions that I already know the answer to. If I didn't, I would be even more silent around people than I already am. Stream. Stream. My plan today is to spend the day with Randy out shopping. I'm not a shopper. I'm intrigued to be around the energy of the last minute people today. Since I don't do gifts, it' odd that I'll be using a gift certificate from my roommate, Justin, to get gifts for both Justin and Art. I don't feel obligated to do so. It's something that just feels right. Like piercings are visual ways of expression that cannot find words, somehow these gifts are the bits of gratitude and love that I do not have words or hugs for. Time and touch being gifts I like to give, I am finding ways to be around as many friends as I can this holiday season. I cannot muster up that much effort with my family. Why? We're just not that close. There is love there, it will always be there, it cannot diminish or be denied. Our lives are gliding on such different planes. In 2006 I must venture to see my mother's new home in Oregon and participate in my little brother's marriage. With each passing day, I have been keen to the fact that a year ago I didn't want to live. It's an odd thought that feels both real and make-believe simultaneously. I know the expanse of my mind and how lost I get in in sometimes. I'm still learning when to leave myself in order than I might breathe normally. Walks under the trees are still calming. Health staying steady. The small joys of NPR stories and moments of laughter about completely forgettable things line my x-mas stalking. So... have you heard of Climatique?