Introspection
Jul. 31st, 2005 11:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kingandyOccasionally when I travel down a certain road, there is a moment when I question my bearings. "Is this really the road I want?" I ask. "Or am I taking this road because I am secretly scared of the other? Is there some deep-seated psychological reason I have selected this route over the other, more well-travelled boulevard? Is this, in fact, doomed to failure because I am a mass of neuroses and fundamentally flawed?"
Then I consider how fine this path feels, and compare it to the lack of anything resembling a stir that (with some small exceptions) the other avenue produces, and come to the conclusion that we are all basically masses of our own perculiar neuroses and psychoses, and hang the reasons, if it feels good then what the hell.
On a less obtuse note, today was nice. Went walking with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
myki, samharber and queenbiff, something like six miles around Rivington, Sam reckoned. Then we retired to the pub (along with richc and ajon) for some drinkies. (None for me, thanks, I'm driving.) And then to Sam's house for movies and takeaway. Got very comfy, which was very nice indeed, as I was starting to worry that Friday may have been a fluke.
Alright, still slightly obtuse. Those who have been paying attention should be able to figure it out.
In completely mundane news, tonight sees me without light or water. The bulb's gone in my room and the water's switched off (apparently the downstairs toilet has been overflowing). I am typing by the light of a small desk-lamp.
Will write up the holiday soon, and possibly even my opinion of the Fantastic Four movie (brief: passable until half an hour from the end, a point roughly synchronous with Doom putting his mask on. After that point it is the most appaling drivel), but now I must hastily finish the speech bubbles for this week's Special School before going to bed - early morning tomorrow as I head to the office. Night all.
Then I consider how fine this path feels, and compare it to the lack of anything resembling a stir that (with some small exceptions) the other avenue produces, and come to the conclusion that we are all basically masses of our own perculiar neuroses and psychoses, and hang the reasons, if it feels good then what the hell.
On a less obtuse note, today was nice. Went walking with
myki, samharber and queenbiff, something like six miles around Rivington, Sam reckoned. Then we retired to the pub (along with richc and ajon) for some drinkies. (None for me, thanks, I'm driving.) And then to Sam's house for movies and takeaway. Got very comfy, which was very nice indeed, as I was starting to worry that Friday may have been a fluke.Alright, still slightly obtuse. Those who have been paying attention should be able to figure it out.
In completely mundane news, tonight sees me without light or water. The bulb's gone in my room and the water's switched off (apparently the downstairs toilet has been overflowing). I am typing by the light of a small desk-lamp.
Will write up the holiday soon, and possibly even my opinion of the Fantastic Four movie (brief: passable until half an hour from the end, a point roughly synchronous with Doom putting his mask on. After that point it is the most appaling drivel), but now I must hastily finish the speech bubbles for this week's Special School before going to bed - early morning tomorrow as I head to the office. Night all.
