Current mood:	busy
Current music:	cibo matto

moving!
i just realized that i've moved 3 times in the past year, and 8 times in the past 4 years. there's a certain refinement i feel in shedding all that unwanted space and possession.

"we haue divers curious clocks; and other like motions of return.... we haue also houses of deceits of the senses, where we represent all manner of feats of juggling, false apparitions, impostures, and illustrations.... there are (my sonne) the riches of solomon's house"

-francis bacon
the new atlantis.

i think that i've receded back far enough to feel comfortable. socially. (except that i need a job to complain about like everyone else). i've gone back to staying in, creating, reading, playing video games, cooking, sewing, staying in and staying in. like i've said before, and mean now, i wish no longer to take any more privileged glimpses into the human heart.

buber once said that "all actual life is encounter" but he also said later that "one only has to fill every moment with experiencing and using, and it ceases to burn" this sounds negative, but he's talking about the the present as something that "consumes us."

well, nevermind.

i like my new place a lot. and my new roomie. the only thing i have to complain about though is that there's not hot water when someone's doing the laundry, and right now, someone doing the fucking laundry.

i'm gonna shoot them.