You’re Captain Archer! You’re always in control of situations and are very adventurous. You’re a leader, but you’re also laid back and willing to listen to what others have to say. You look a great deal like a scientist from 1999 named Dr. Sam Beckett. |
So last night I went to the gym, and what an amazing difference some good (or bad) motivation can do! It was unbelievable. For a while after Vikki and I split I would watch myself in the mirror telling myself I was building the body SHE CAN’T HAVE. Which was great. It kept some fire in me and I made some pretty decent progress in a short while.
There’s this Sting song on *Brand new Day* called *Fill her up* which sounds kind of annoying because Sting does this imitation of an American accent, but it tells a story which really resonates with me.
It’s about a guy who works at a gas station in the middle of nowhere and some city slicker shows up in a fancy sportscar taking his hot babe fiancee to Vegas to get married («yeah, that’s a real diamond»). The teller of the story resents his boss and starts dreaming of stealing the cashbox and running off to take his sweetie somewhere. As the city slicker drives away,
Something about *Macarthur Park* sums up how I’ve been feeling lately. Who was the asshole that left the cake out in the rain? Dammit.
I had a dream last night that I went on a road trip with Hammerhead, and that we went «camping» in strangers’ homes. We pulled in to their driveways and snuck in to the homes of suburbanites and slept in their guest bedrooms. Sometimes our unwitting hosts would pass by the doors on their way to the bathroom, and there was always a rush to get going in the morning before we were discovered.
Watching the little puddles on the roof outside Destiño’s window ripple from the raindrops coming down. Makes me want to find my grandmother’s cake recipe,…
Lovely meteor shower last night. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them so dramatic. Feeling very fortunate to have broken out of my depression long enough to get out of the house and go on a little field trip.
It’s a piece of advice that’s older than the hills, and yet still so easy to ignore. At least for me, it is.
I’ve been paying attention to how my environment affects my mental state and my attitude. My apartment’s appearance has become critical since I’ve started spending a much greater portion of my waking hours here. Bit by bit, I’ve been trying to organize and clean.