8.12.2003
 
Currently in one of those odd moments where everything feels so surreal. For instance, the back of my head is completely numb at the moment, and if I concentrate hard enough I can reach into the back of my head and play around with my brain.

You know, one of those moments.

Then again, I always get that way when I'm watching The Winter Guest (yes, it's on again). Something about the ubiquitous white snow everywhere... it's tranquilizing. Like Aaron is to Emily and HAN when he's around them.

Snow should not be freezing and hard-packed like many snowball bullets. Snow should be fluffy and yellow-free. I want snow this year. And if the monsoon season is any indication of winter, we may very well have some.

All I need now is the find my tape of Winterreise (or manage to find myself the DVD somewhere) and the winter in August theme would be set. I'm already listening to punk/indie-rock covers of christmas music.

Worked on and off on this colored pencil piece all night long. On the off parts I took out the massive amounts of unlabeled tapes that were stacked in the corner of the room and went through them to label them accurately. In doing so, I found a couple of tapes that I've been meaning to watch: The Pillow Book, Edge of Seventeen, The Manor House episodes, some Season 6 Buffy ones (nice and angsty), and the hilarious 25th Anniversary Special on the Rocky Horror Picture Show (with Anthony Stewart Head sporting fishnets, tramp-boots, and shaking his hips/shoulders to the music as he sings... joyous).

Currently taking a break from either activity since the VCR is too busy re-recording The Winter Guest (I didn't get the first half hour the first time around).

Before the movie came on, I was watching this episode of Save By the Bell inbetween tapes, and they were playing the episode about SAT scores and how Jessie was completely stressing over them... much like HAN was doing earlier this... erm, morning? Yes. The best part was where they said that a 1200 was Doogie Howser-worthy... ha. Haha. I laugh. Heartily.

Right, time to stop ranting on and on. At least today I don't have to go to school for five hours.

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