Salo

Listening to: Arcade Fire, Franz Ferdinand, the Nirvana boxset, tool (as always)

mood: why the fuck would i want to keep track of how i feel when i’m writing my blog. tracking moods seem as pointless as writing down what the weather was today. sunny, i think, like my mood – neither of which i really take any serious note of. both just affect me as they are present, then float away, melding in to the next mood like colours in a Bob Ross skyscape

my flatmate got a new G4. it’s a fast, beautiful machine.

Worked for Attila this morning. helped him move a desk and unpack some amazing antiquities from storage.

Attila took me out to a movie tonight. “Salo”. I highly recommend it to anyone who’s read any Nietzsche, taken any interest in fascism, likes to fuck, bondage or sodomy. That’s all i’m going to say about it.

Christmas is soon. bah humbug. I have bought no presents for anybbody. have four days. think i want to make everyone presents. there’s 11 people on my list…. so…. better get cracking. that’s as much art as the average gallery show. ack. fuck. shit. cunt. whore.

Watching a series on quantum mechanics. taking an interest in it. particularly in the narrowing divide between string theory and philosphy. The inattention to the relation between philosophy and science.

Changing the locks on my doors. We think someone has our key.