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Apr. 10th, 2003 05:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexr_rwxIn two hours, the Bosstones concert starts. I'm pretty well excited :)
There are about a billion other things to do. It seems like it would be unhealthy to miss a Bosstones concert happening a few hundred meters away, though. It's not every day that one's Very Favourite Band shows up and plays in your back yard.
This is not a happy place, Tech ... it seems, at least to me, like over the past few days everybody's been walking around looking grim and hollow. Very few smiles happening. It probably has to do with the fact that it's all suddenly cold and rainy and dreary, but aside from that, it's hitting the fan, and we're all alternately dug in, panicking, or despairing at the end of the semester... or maybe that's just me. It's like the Black Iron Prison in Radio Free Albemuth (PKD rocks the universe) ... like the physical world, it's not real in any meaningful sense, but... it's all you can see. So it feels real. But there's an outside reality, and the wise know how to ignore it... and Christ knows how to dynamite it into oblivion. And that's a joyful thing.
Reality is a summer in Tallahassee, or at least a morning spent in a particular state park, a morning that's hot in that particular way that only happens when you've got a ten miles lined up to do ... that's about the best sort of hot :)
... and Esther's coming tomorrow :) :) ...
There are about a billion other things to do. It seems like it would be unhealthy to miss a Bosstones concert happening a few hundred meters away, though. It's not every day that one's Very Favourite Band shows up and plays in your back yard.
This is not a happy place, Tech ... it seems, at least to me, like over the past few days everybody's been walking around looking grim and hollow. Very few smiles happening. It probably has to do with the fact that it's all suddenly cold and rainy and dreary, but aside from that, it's hitting the fan, and we're all alternately dug in, panicking, or despairing at the end of the semester... or maybe that's just me. It's like the Black Iron Prison in Radio Free Albemuth (PKD rocks the universe) ... like the physical world, it's not real in any meaningful sense, but... it's all you can see. So it feels real. But there's an outside reality, and the wise know how to ignore it... and Christ knows how to dynamite it into oblivion. And that's a joyful thing.
Reality is a summer in Tallahassee, or at least a morning spent in a particular state park, a morning that's hot in that particular way that only happens when you've got a ten miles lined up to do ... that's about the best sort of hot :)
... and Esther's coming tomorrow :) :) ...
