It's been a while...

So what shall I talk about?

It's really annoying not being terribly opinionated on many issues... y'know... you try to make a website with the intention of updating it every single day with a new and unique exposition of your world view... and then... maybe 2 weeks later you realize how limited your world view is... or perhaps how few opinions you actually have... how few things you actually care about.

The Games Humans Play

I was rather peeved last friday. I called Maryam and left her a message "Hey, what are you doing this weekend?" then went out with express ideal of seeing Blade so I get to the movie theater at about 14.00 but, alas, Blade started at 13.30... but Gone with the Wind started at 2. So I buy a ticket to Gone with the Wind figuring "hey, this is a cinematic masterpiece, it'll be pretty interesting" only later did I find out that it's only real claim to fame was that it was the first major motion picture in color. That is an incredibly boring movie. I watched up to the point where scarlet has just eaten a radish and thrown up and is sitting there vowing she's "never go hungry again" then the intermission came on... so I step outside and see that, hey, it's 15.45 and a later showing of Blade is coming on at 16.00... so I buy a ticket for Blade (which wasn't such extravagance, as these were the low priced early afternoon tickets... so it was like seeing two movies for the price of one, whoohoo)...

It was a very interesting movie. Annoying too. You see, I got this

tattooed on my mid-lower back about 2 weeks ago. If you've seen the movie you might agree with my that it very closely resembles some of the vampires' tribal pictographs. even though it's of my own design people are gonna think I got it off that damn movie... oh well... by the way that picture is what it was SUPPOSED to look like, more or less... though it came out more less than more... the guy who did it either a) sucked or b) wasn't trying very hard... oh well... it's just something I have to live with for the rest of my life- no big deal... asshole... heh heh heh.
nah... it'll fade after a while and I can just get the places where their's supposed to be ink reblacked... slowly fix it over the course of many years... maybe see if there's anyone that will do laser surgery not to remove tattoos as much as fix where the original tattoo "artist" fucked up.
Anyway I'm going to look around to see if the sword in Blade comes up for auction at e-bay... and look for replicas coming up in some of the armorment catalogues I get from time to time... I really liked that sword... be especially cool if someone gets it in their head to actually make the swords out of titanium as implied in the movie... I've always wanted a titanium sword, don't ask me why- I just like titanium.

So I talk to Maryam at about 19.00 and I'm peeved about going to visit her. Not the actual visting mind you... I'm happy being with her, and I don't mind the drive to see her... just the deciding part... thinking "well I could go up there and see her... but maybe I'm missing something going on 'round here"... and also the sort of implicit control afforded... so though one person knows they have a fair ammount of control over the actions of the other they're never so far gone as to actually command the other person... because if you don't have a clear cut instance of "you will come see me" then the other is left wondering if this peevished state of being is all them... so they continue to be led for fear of looking like an asshole... af course occasionally they might feel inspired to show that they're NOT controlled and rebell... even though they know deep down they'd rather be hanging out with the person they're avoiding "just to show 'em"

oh well...