Saturday, December 04, 2004

Hyperballad

Listening to Bjork right now. I never thought I would say that- ever- but I stumbled upon this song on UM's college radio station and it intrigued me. I like fantasy, and this song seemed like a nice song to go with a fantasy story. It's like listening to a woman in a far away land discovering that her prince charming is even as interesting the morning after.

Darryl's old roommate Thiago was really into Bjork. He was really into everything, actually- at least everything I didn't think made sense unless you were one of those 'deep artists' types. He dressed like a skater, seemed like a white boy even though he was Brazilian, and he would be so surprising when you actually got to talk to him. Really into Bjork- had all of her albums.

He's of the group of people you miss when you realize that they aren't in your lives anymore.

I'm getting confused again. I want to go to Brown and study creative writing... get an MFA maybe. I'm not really hyped up about going back to college and doing all that work again though. It's becoming difficult to stay sane. I don't want to be a robot with a day job. I want to write and be creative and make movies.

Possibly in that order :)

I read Charlie in the Chocolate Factory today. Roald Dahl is one of the best writers bar none. Who cares if his stuff is for children, either? That's the best stuff to read in my opinion because children set out to get what they want and they have adventures surpassing their obstacles. Adults don't really know what they want and they don't experience any obstacles but their own excuses and little dramas as to why they think they're unhappy.

Sounds like me :p...

I need to start excersizing. I've gotten disgusting. I actually bought some ice cream today. Granted- I had a coupon that gave me a free gallon because some atm machine broke on me once... but I'm still being bad just accepting it. I should have maybe saved it as a Christmas gift for someone or something.

I dunno, ice cream's just hypnotizing like that. Maybe Bjork wasn't singing about a woman happy with her prince charming- maybe the woman was happy with her ice cream.

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