this weekend, despite its crappy weather, has given the world the product of my artistic endeavours…

if you use chat programs–and you should; and if you use mac os x–and you should; use adium. it’s a kickass little program with a big heart, and a lot of great customising ability. that said, i spent a sizeable part of this weekend creating an icon set and a sound set for use with it. in case you’re curious, you can view and download them using the links following:

super mario world:dock icon set: view | downloadsound set: view | download

and two poems, not particularly world-changing, but interesting nonetheless:

the bastards, they watch down
time breaks down

i wrote you a song, finally. you know who.

she’s light on my brush

listening to:
Go
Vertical Horizon

so i finished it yesterday afternoon; something new from my literary altar. take it for what it’s worth, though it’s very odd how suddenly this morning, it has an almost different meaning completely and connects to the current circumstances in an entirely different way, but alas, it was written over the past several days, from the weekend’s outset, so its original intent will be that which i honour.

the view walking backwards

update: poetry index has been fully updated!

in response to someone:

the bow that binds them

thank god the weather is pleasant this weekend, today especially. what a shitty weekend to have to deal with gloomy weather; i’m sure it would only amplify the depressing realities which wrap around one’s eyes like such expensive eyewear. although i’m on the brink of gaining a job i’ve sought for years, it seems i’ve lost or will soon be losing everything else which is meaningful. grin and bear it, keep ya head up. easy advice to give once past the hardship!

i am seriously and actively seeking an appropriate winter replacement for the z. i have gotten no response from the dealership which sold me an ill-equipped car, but at the same time, i would rather drive something ‘disposable’ than ruin the z in any fashion during the winter months! plus, for anyone who knows my retentiveness with automobile sanitation, i would feel much better not seeing it all scuffed by salts and other winter cruelties. ideal replacements so far are suv/truck types, preferably those with 4×4 capabilities.

a real sense of loss, and the helplessness therein caused by forces beyond one’s control; someone else’s fickle fancies:

physical ain’t enough

listening to:
The Beatles 1
The Beatles

since i’ve apparently mastered the art of being covert; i’ve managed to let forth a few eloquent, structured words to tidy things up:

you don’t see me