Better Living Through Cleanliness

Spark

It's a particularly light shade of red, y'see. Ah, the giddy charm ofa Monday in the Music Technology lab. Swiping my swipe card through the swipe card thing on the door. Trying to get my smaller-than-average brain to comprehend the basics of the Csound phase vocoder. I shouldn't whine. My life is good. I just happen to lack motivation. I need to get motivated. By this guy. You remember Mr. Motivator, right? More pointless nostalgia: here.

Anyone who enjoys 'good old fashioned rock and roll' deserves to be eaten alive slowly, but special genetically modified super-maggots. These people are a disease on Western society that should be wiped out in the most humorous/horrific way imaginable.

No, not really. I was joking.

I like standing around the corner from the practice rooms. This is where I go when I feel overwhelmed. It looks across onto a field. It had a patch of dandelions in the spring. I had waited for weeks for the flowers to bloom, and when they did I came back a week later, and they had died. Today, I saw a family of cats. The two kittens were completely black like their father. Their mother grey and tabby. I paticularly noted the extent to which she behaved like a mother. How she sought to protect her children; standing her ground as her offspring fled. She did not run flinch against the obvious threat that I posed to her; my arms flailing, screaming at the top of my voice as I ran towards them.

Cats are rubbish.

posted by Adrian @ 5:41 PM