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Aug. 26th, 2015 10:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kingtycoonThe thing is, you wouldn't eat a person's hands - that's silly. That'd be like eating the skinny end of a chicken leg- bone & skin. It's the organs, that's where it's at. Organ meats.
Like the brain?
Nah, you don't want to eat brains. In places where there are actual cannibals (like Shia LeBeuf) the people all end up having this weird disease that causes them to have fits & die from eating brains.
Why!?
You know how you've got all those little creatures living inside of you, all those teeny parasites & whatnot? Well, there's some in your brain too - a few that were there from when you were born & they have their own life & ecology - but if you eat up other people's brains you end up having way too many of those guys & then your brain swells up and you have big problems.
Weird.
What's probably weirder is that I know about that at all.
Summer's all but faded - it's gray-sky chill-air in the town now. It's spooky long shadows later in the morning and that woodsmoke smell of leaves just starting. Goodbye summer - you were good but strange - short & weird & busy.
I won't lie - I liked summers more before I had the job I have. Every August there's this big, big flurry of action for me - lots to do - all the computers & phones coming home to roost - to be reattached to the domain & worked on. And two straight days of all day training by yours truly - I talked a lot & trained a lot and made some headway.
Summer school was kind of a bummer - vacation not in the cards, what with summer school - and regular school about to start. Could've been, but wasn't.
Anyhow - home now, from being away for work, and feeling amicable with my job-tasks & my goodtime tasks. My neighbors - they moved in, nice people, cute baby - we hang out a lot, and that's been diverting, and then there's the projects in the works - big ideas & small ones - game design & that's satisfying but lacks a certain crafty-A/V flair that's been wanting.
I think the one craft I made - aside from a little light spellbooking (B-O-O-K-I-N-G) was the allied project of the alchemist's abacus. I think it needs more work. Weird buying up the parts and manufacturing it - turning out I've got a poor sense of scales & sizes - the bigness & smallness of things. That's interesting too though - to know, because when's the last time you had to consider it - I haven't. Go to the bead store & then the hardware store- eyeballing these pieces and thinking - 'Ah, it'll fit' and then it won't - so that's a discovery - a blind spot in my vision.
Today is the first day without a sense of crisis needing addressing - either the crisis of needing to do! or the crisis of needing peace! Oscillating between those poles has been the life of the summer & today I feel a better way - that there are things that need doing and there is time in which to do them.
But doing is maybe the grating thing? Because alternatives abound - and thinking or learning - they're less of what is going on than is best. I hope a bit for less doing soon, and maybe a time for only thinking. Gotta catch up on that.
Like the brain?
Nah, you don't want to eat brains. In places where there are actual cannibals (like Shia LeBeuf) the people all end up having this weird disease that causes them to have fits & die from eating brains.
Why!?
You know how you've got all those little creatures living inside of you, all those teeny parasites & whatnot? Well, there's some in your brain too - a few that were there from when you were born & they have their own life & ecology - but if you eat up other people's brains you end up having way too many of those guys & then your brain swells up and you have big problems.
Weird.
What's probably weirder is that I know about that at all.
Summer's all but faded - it's gray-sky chill-air in the town now. It's spooky long shadows later in the morning and that woodsmoke smell of leaves just starting. Goodbye summer - you were good but strange - short & weird & busy.
I won't lie - I liked summers more before I had the job I have. Every August there's this big, big flurry of action for me - lots to do - all the computers & phones coming home to roost - to be reattached to the domain & worked on. And two straight days of all day training by yours truly - I talked a lot & trained a lot and made some headway.
Summer school was kind of a bummer - vacation not in the cards, what with summer school - and regular school about to start. Could've been, but wasn't.
Anyhow - home now, from being away for work, and feeling amicable with my job-tasks & my goodtime tasks. My neighbors - they moved in, nice people, cute baby - we hang out a lot, and that's been diverting, and then there's the projects in the works - big ideas & small ones - game design & that's satisfying but lacks a certain crafty-A/V flair that's been wanting.
I think the one craft I made - aside from a little light spellbooking (B-O-O-K-I-N-G) was the allied project of the alchemist's abacus. I think it needs more work. Weird buying up the parts and manufacturing it - turning out I've got a poor sense of scales & sizes - the bigness & smallness of things. That's interesting too though - to know, because when's the last time you had to consider it - I haven't. Go to the bead store & then the hardware store- eyeballing these pieces and thinking - 'Ah, it'll fit' and then it won't - so that's a discovery - a blind spot in my vision.
Today is the first day without a sense of crisis needing addressing - either the crisis of needing to do! or the crisis of needing peace! Oscillating between those poles has been the life of the summer & today I feel a better way - that there are things that need doing and there is time in which to do them.
But doing is maybe the grating thing? Because alternatives abound - and thinking or learning - they're less of what is going on than is best. I hope a bit for less doing soon, and maybe a time for only thinking. Gotta catch up on that.
