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8 February 2002 (Friday) in my inbox
Ahh. Tonight's main entry has had the desired effect: dialogue. From the woman of Slithy Tove: re: your thoughts on different value systems, i think
that's what makes relationships sometimes so difficult in our twenties. none of us have really solidified our value systems yet, so we feel threatened by other people's because we see the differences and wonder if we've got it wrong. at least, that's how i feel a lot. And then: I swear, sometimes I think I date you because you're my mirror. [...] grounded doesn't mean not reaching for the universe. it simply means understanding your place and the power that place provides to launch your imagination into new places. you shouldn't ever have to apologize for that. love,
soren
posted by enjelani @ 01:30 AM PST [ link ]
on a far more pointless note
Check this out. "Enjelani" is currently a Googlewhack. A uniwhack, at that. Purists will argue that I'm not in the dictionary, so I don't count. To which I say: nyah. Zach is the one responsible for introducing me to this geeknerdy game, and was mildly obsessed with it last I checked. My favorite of his doublewhacks is "kleptomaniacal llama." Give it a few days or weeks and soon this page will turn up in search results, too, therefore rendering the above Googlewhacks invalid. Ahh, Heisenberg.
posted by enjelani @ 12:32 AM PST [ link ]
7 February 2002 (Thursday) inferiority complexes
As Paul Kerschen writes, "Vladimir Nabokov has no right at all to manipulate the English language the way he does." The turns of phrase on every page of Pale Fire make me pause every other sentence, savoring the color of each syllable. The book is also way, way over my head. This is one of those works of art I was referring to in the "beyond the veil" entry. I am not nearly well educated enough to fully appreciate this book. Joey, on the other hand, read it as a junior in high school and covered her copy in margin-scribbles of insight. Snagged her first boyfriend with it, too, bonding on a summer-camp school bus over Canto IV, with an impassioned discussion of Thoreau and the transcendentalist movement thrown in for good measure. Damn her.
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posted by enjelani @ 11:19 PM PST [ link ]
6 February 2002 (Wednesday) question marks
Mood has shifted toward the introspective and doubtful, in most of the online journals I read. What is it here for? I see them thinking. What am I doing? What is truth, worth, life, love? Funny that they're all sort of doing it at the same time. Well...I wouldn't read them if their authors didn't visit these subjects at least somewhat frequently, but they seem to have zeroed in on it lately with uncanny synchronicity.
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posted by enjelani @ 03:22 AM PST [ link ]
5 February 2002 (Tuesday) a word, madam
host:~> webster triptych
---> triptych
trip.tych /'trip-(")tik/, noun [1731] 1) an ancient Roman writing tablet with three waxed leaves hinged together 2) (a) a picture (as an altarpiece) or carving in three panels side by side
(b) something composed or presented in three parts or sections; especially TRILOGY [Greek triptychos having three folds, from tri- + ptychE fold] (C) 1997 by Merriam-Webster, Incorporated
host:~>
Ahhh. I feel enlightened now. It's one of those words I kept seeing in art reviews and essays, but my eyes always skipped over it in that "yeah yeah yeah" sort of way. Then one day I read a short story about a retired woman who was painting a niptych, which I could only assume was a pun on triptych, and she kept scratching at her breasts through her shirt and having paint flecks fall into her coffee. Needless to say, I was intrigued. When time comes for me to buy a house, I wouldn't mind having a three-paneled nipple painting on the living room wall.
posted by enjelani @ 11:37 AM PST [ link ]
en donnant un baiser
I got secretly e-kissed yesterday. It said so in my inbox. So I'm supposed to go to this site and enter in all this information about who I am, and then go out and e-kiss some people myself. Then if any of them match up, the names get revealed, and ostensibly all the people involved live happily ever after, at least from behind the safety of their computer monitors and keyboards. I have to confess that I went to the website, which is possibly a scam and quite probably an evil spam-generator, and even went so far as to type in some of my personal info. I didn't secretly e-kiss anyone, though. I'm quite happy with the boy I've got, thank you. But it really is a marvelous ploy...I mean, who isn't intrigued by the idea of a secret admirer? Someone too shy (or too wise) to tell the truth in person, who holds out a fragment of hope just the same? It's just as well that I never find out who mine is. But thanks for the kiss, whoever you are.
posted by enjelani @ 12:41 AM PST [ link ]
purpose
Iiiinteresting. http://www.themicroflatcompany.com Also iiiinteresting, although older news to me: http://www.naturalcapitalism.org So I think I know what the perfect job for me would be like. Something that involves being outside at least part of the time, discussing ideas with interesting people, and saving the world through ingenious design. Yeah. That about sums up everything I'm looking for. It would also help if I were really good at it. And if I didn't have to sleep with anybody to accomplish things.
posted by enjelani @ 12:04 AM PST [ link ]
4 February 2002 (Monday) flesh and bone
It's impressive how bad I am about taking care of my body. I hunch over, I stare at screens for hours on end, I forget to eat lunch and sometimes dinner as well. I spend weeks at a stretch not moving, essentially, just going from bed to driver's seat to office chair and back again in the evening. It's as though I live mostly in my head, engaged in mental activities, and my physical being is a sort of afterthought. I don't think this is the way things are meant to work.
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posted by enjelani @ 12:39 PM PST [ link ]
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