Through Opaque Glasses

This has, again, turned into one of those things that everyone else see, but I just can’t.  And trust me when I say it’s certainly not the first time for that.  But once again, I’m apparantly losing weight without so much as even trying to.  And not just a little, either.  My mom has said it, Will’s mom has said it, people at work say it, and Shera tells me I’ve lost quite a bit from a picture she has of me from August.  And even I can tell (though, like I said, I can’t see it).  I have to pull my belt even tighter now just to keep my pants from falling off of me.  Not a bad deal, all around.  There’s something to be said for just not eating much.  Over the course of 2.5 years at the end of college, it lost me upwards of 85 pounds.  I don’t have any exact figures for this time around, but I would wager it’s at least been 15-25 pounds.  And, like always, I don’t try at all.  Imagine what I could do if I really, really tried.

Today has been Election Day.  And did Dave vote?  Fuck no.  As I keep telling everyone who will (or even who won’t) listen…..I will steadfastly refuse to vote until I see a candidate worthy of my vote.  I refuse to choose between the lesser of two evils.  I mean, who wants to answer, "Heart attack or stroke?" or "Cancer or AIDS" or "Kick in the balls or punch in the face?"  These are not choices one should be forced to make….much like choosing between Bob Corker and Harold Ford, Jr.  As my dad and I discussed on Sunday….how did we get left with these two guys as our choices?  It’s repugnant.  Therefore, I refuse to take part.

Last night, I watched Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind for the first time in many moons.  I have to say that, for some reason, it seemed like I was seeing it through a different pair of eyes.  I don’t know if it’s the Shera thing or what, but it was like I was seeing it in a completely different way.  It didn’t necessarily make it any more or less enjoyable, just….different.  Though, to be fair, I’m not sure anything could make m love that movie more than I already do.  Jim Carrey is god-like in it, and Kate Winslet is beyond omnipotent….not to mention hot.  Damn Blue Ruin hair………does it to me every time.  What can I say?  I’m a sucker for a weird chick.  Sue me.

Now Playing in Dave’s Mental Jukebox:  "Vermilion, Part II" by Slipknot, "The Promise and the Threat" by Evans Blue, "Lucy" by Dropping Daylight, and "Crack the Liar’s Smile" by Drain STH

In some slight music related news, Kittie is planning on releasing a new full-length CD just in time for my birthday, one day before it to be exact (and, let me add, I fucking hate Wednesday birthdays…).  Also coming sometime in early 2007 is a new CD from Otep.  They have something to prove to me, though (unlike Kittie), because Otep’s House of Secrets CD wasn’t very good.  In fact, they’ve been all downhill.  The Jihad EP was great….fucking great, to be exact.  Sevas Tra was pretty good, but not in the same stratosphere.  Kittie, on the other hand, just keeps getting better.  So I’m incredibly anxious to hear from them again, as always.

……….Well, goddammit, there was something else I was going to espouse upon, but be fucked if I can remember it now.  I really hate the shape my memory is in sometimes, I swear to Cripes.  It’s retardulous.  I remember the days when I chalked it up to being a genius….as in, "my head is so full that something is bound to fall out of it from time to time."  Yeah, it was a fun excuse….but an excuse is all it ever was.  Or perhaps a joke.  No, no, that’s not it.  I’m the joke.  HA!  Now I’m just not even making any fucking sense.  Ah, fuck it.  Time for song lyrics, then I’m done.

"I’d give anything to have her to myself….just to have her for myself….now I don’t know what to do…..I don’t know what to do….when she makes me sad………………….she is everything to me….the unrequited dream….the song that no one sings….the unattainable…..she’s a myth that I have to believe in….all I need to make it real is one more reason……I don’t know what to do…..I don’t know what to do…..when she makes me sad…………..but I won’t let this build up inside of me….."

And, with that long ass bit, I say……

Sayonara.