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Entries this day: AM_Matteo Dropped_PASMO ISIS Overview_of_CoD_plot Today AM Matteo 9:51am JST Saturday 13 September 2008 (day 14052) Matteo! Again transferring from local to express train in Jiyugaoka, again headed to work. He's still good; I'm still good; "see you next Saturday." permalinkDropped PASMO 8:49am JST Saturday 13 September 2008 (day 14052) While transferring from Ginza line to Chiyoda line in Omotesando station, I was surprised to find that I had aligned myself at the "wrong" door. I wanted to zoom ahead of the crowd and down the stairs in Chiyoda station, but I mis-remembered which door would stop there (or it changed, which, though unlikely, has evidence to support the theory: the poster describing transfers said carriage 3 is best, but actually carriage 2 was better than 3), so I was stuck in the crowd trudging down the stairs. But, happily, I was stuck trudging with a view of a woman with cool hair; it was cropped short with a cute fuzzy tie on it. I watched her hair as we descended the stair, then while walking toward the exit, a PASMO appeared on the ground. I immediately snagged it and wondered who dropped it. Considered shouting, "hey yo, who dropped the PASMO?" but didn't expect that would come across correctly, so I just guessed that it was the girl I had been watching or her friend, and as her friend went to exit, her card holder didn't work. While she was like, 「あれ?」 I held the card sorta in front of her, as she was turned sideways in the gate to see why it wasn't doing what it normally did. She recognized what happened, looked up at me and smiled as she took the card. I converted my fingers to Peace Sign, but I should also have smiled. Ah well. permalinkISIS 11:06am JST Saturday 13 September 2008 (day 14052) I ate 6 (six) ice cream cones yesterday. Only six because that's how many the Glico guy gave us, expecting them to last the whole week A *week*!!! So Helma focused on my guts during the ISIS. I was like, "that's right on my ice cream." She goes, "yep. Just feel that ice cream in there." "That's my secret. Ice cream bingeing." Then I got more into the space. I was like, "I don't want to get fat. But I like ice cream." "Why don't you want to get fat?" "It means I have no self control. I don't like fat people because they have no self control. I don't want to lose control. That's one reason I've never been drunk; I don't want to lose control." "Just feel that space." "I feel ashamed about eating so much ice cream. I couldn't control myself." "When was the first time you felt that?" "When I was about 3, I would pull up the yarn from the carpet; it would unravel in long bouncy strings, and I would wear them as hair. I wanted to be a girl." "Yeah." "And my parents told me not to do that. No, they asked me why I wanted to be a girl. I don't know. I'm three years old. Maybe I was older, but I was less than five." "Just feel that space." "When I was about five years old I missed my ride to school so I went to the creek to play in the rain and I got in trouble." Bam there it hit. I fell into grief and sadness. "I just wanted to play, but they got mad at me." Crying crying crying (repeat). "I wasn't ready for school I was in my underwear so I couldn't open the door to tell them to wait. "'well you should have ____...' "Fuck that I'm only five years old and I shouldn't be left alone to get ready for school!" Crying crying crying. Then, as seems to be the pattern, the crying quickly dried up and I felt lovely tingly tingly waves of energy washing over my body. Chilled there for a bit. After a while, Helma goes, "what are you feeling?" "ま、shit happens; they did their best; just relax." Relaxed until the end of the ISIS session. I believe I was five years old and school had just started for the year. Helma checked my astrological chart at the time and noted that in Septemer 1975, Neptune just crossed from/to my 1st house from my 12th (or vice versa (or something)). Neptune = water: duly noted. Hmmm. 11:40am JST Oh wait, there was more. I basically was like, "I just want to play," and "there's a lot I want to do." "Like what?" "Write a book, write another book, write a movie, write in my journal, create art... and maybe other things" maybe a million other things, but those are basics. And so my homework is to work on the overview plot for my Castle of Dreams story. I also want to get Nim and Deek's blessing; I've tried to reach them; I'll try again. permalinkOverview of CoD plot 11:43am JST Saturday 13 September 2008 (day 14052) !! warning: spoiler alert !! Here's the overview of my first Castle of Dreams story, perhaps to be written as a book:
12:03pm JST Hmm. That was easy. That means I'll need to trim a lot of what I wrote during the 2007 NaNoWriMo, but those can be saved for other stories. (*) Because I say "two kids," though I gave them names when I wrote during the 2007 NaNoWriMo, I don't remember their names now. I know from reading the preface to Ender's Game (I think), that therefore they aren't real characters. "I couldn't remember her children's names." I'm seeing these more as short stories... Dang this is perfect for the Castle of Dreams wiki; I can write them as stories in the library, and use the navigation engine to flip through the chapters of the story. Next story:
Laura-dear, I've gotten a wild hare who's given me some energy toward writing Castle of Dreams stories. I revisited the idea of cleaning up the story I wrote during 2007 NaNoWriMo, and realized it would work well as a short story, and *that* would work well on the Castle wiki that I made some time ago. I'm thinking basically I can add the story in the Library, and using the same navigation engine I made for moving people between rooms in the castle (pages in the wiki), I can move people between chapters in the story. So, in about a week or two or so, can you ask me how it's going? In other news, I hope you're well, and enjoying the hurricanes. Love Love - Rob! Thanks, Helma. :-) permalinkToday 2am Sunday 14 September 2008 Today,
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