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Sep. 5th, 2002 11:07 pmBrain fried. I think I probably could have used a vacation from my vacation before heading back to work. As is, I've got the whole disaffection with modern society that Burning Man has a tendency to engender in me. Not that I think that it would be possible to maintain a Burningman-esque society for much longer than a week, but I still have the "Wouldn't it be great if...?" vibe. Sometimes I make a very poor misanthrope.
Anyway, project is meant to be dead and gone on Thursday (No, honestly. They mean it this time. Not like the past five final dates we've had. Those were vicious lies). Not a moment too soon as far as I'm concerned. The sort of plague ship atmosphere that's settled over this project is really starting to get me down, and I'm growing increasingly alienated from the rest of my team, mainly due to lack of shared interests (Theirs seemingly being quotes from movies I find obnoxious, cursing at first person shooters, internet pornography, and sports). I spend an awful lot of time under my headphones. Sometimes I make a very good misanthrope.
In book news, I finished up the Pullman series, which I liked a lot. Feeling the need to read Paradise Lost again now. I occasionally trawl bookstores for it, but not many places seem to keep it in stock. Maybe I will poke my leet bookstore connection for it. Or maybe she will happen to read this entry. We shall see. Anyway, carrying on my literary promiscuity, I'm of course on to another book already. Picked up Perdido Street Station after being subjected to rave reviews from Ben, Will and Maura all Burning Man. I'm liking it quite a bit so far. And for some strange reason it's making me want to game again (in the role-playing sense). Also picked up the pseudo-sequel to it, The Scar, which apparently came out pretty recently. On to that next and then I've got more Murakami, and Sedaris, and by the time I'm done with those (It actually takes me more than a day to finish a book now that I'm completely devoid of time. This makes me sad), the new Coupland book should be out in paperback. Joy!
I still have Orchestral Manuevers in the Dark stuck in my head. I know what I'm doing with part of my paycheck tomorrow... /me shakes his fist impotently in the direction of Richmond.
Let's see, what else? I wish I had more time to comment in livejournal. I keep checking on breaks, seeing things I flag in my head for responding to later, and then never having time to do so. One of these days I'll have free time again. Sadly, about the only posting I have done recently is in the most recent horrible car-crash o' drama (I'm sure most of you can figure out where to look for it if you care. I've said my piece in it to no avail, and am now seeing if the buddhist motto that attachment is the root of all suffering actually has any truth to it. I suspect it does). The whole thing is unfortunate and depressing, but at this point it has nowhere to go but deteriorate even further into recrimination and vituperation, neither of which are my favorite hobbies.
Tangentially, I am stealing subjectivity manipulation as an interest from Uke.
I am getting sleepy. I miss all of my friends. Got to see a good chunk of them at a return to civilization outing to Au Coquelet, but I was culture-shocked and hyperstimulated, and it mainly just made me jones for good hanging out time even more. Hoping that with the project ending soon, I can actually get up to the east bay to see everyone. Becoming (better) friends with Will, Maura, and Melissa just reinforced my desire to make it back to civilization ASAP.
Sleep now. Oh hey, and I'm surprised that someone else hasn't mentioned this, but Greece banned video games. Too lazy to dig you up URL's, but I'm sure you all know how to use google.
Anyway, project is meant to be dead and gone on Thursday (No, honestly. They mean it this time. Not like the past five final dates we've had. Those were vicious lies). Not a moment too soon as far as I'm concerned. The sort of plague ship atmosphere that's settled over this project is really starting to get me down, and I'm growing increasingly alienated from the rest of my team, mainly due to lack of shared interests (Theirs seemingly being quotes from movies I find obnoxious, cursing at first person shooters, internet pornography, and sports). I spend an awful lot of time under my headphones. Sometimes I make a very good misanthrope.
In book news, I finished up the Pullman series, which I liked a lot. Feeling the need to read Paradise Lost again now. I occasionally trawl bookstores for it, but not many places seem to keep it in stock. Maybe I will poke my leet bookstore connection for it. Or maybe she will happen to read this entry. We shall see. Anyway, carrying on my literary promiscuity, I'm of course on to another book already. Picked up Perdido Street Station after being subjected to rave reviews from Ben, Will and Maura all Burning Man. I'm liking it quite a bit so far. And for some strange reason it's making me want to game again (in the role-playing sense). Also picked up the pseudo-sequel to it, The Scar, which apparently came out pretty recently. On to that next and then I've got more Murakami, and Sedaris, and by the time I'm done with those (It actually takes me more than a day to finish a book now that I'm completely devoid of time. This makes me sad), the new Coupland book should be out in paperback. Joy!
I still have Orchestral Manuevers in the Dark stuck in my head. I know what I'm doing with part of my paycheck tomorrow... /me shakes his fist impotently in the direction of Richmond.
Let's see, what else? I wish I had more time to comment in livejournal. I keep checking on breaks, seeing things I flag in my head for responding to later, and then never having time to do so. One of these days I'll have free time again. Sadly, about the only posting I have done recently is in the most recent horrible car-crash o' drama (I'm sure most of you can figure out where to look for it if you care. I've said my piece in it to no avail, and am now seeing if the buddhist motto that attachment is the root of all suffering actually has any truth to it. I suspect it does). The whole thing is unfortunate and depressing, but at this point it has nowhere to go but deteriorate even further into recrimination and vituperation, neither of which are my favorite hobbies.
Tangentially, I am stealing subjectivity manipulation as an interest from Uke.
I am getting sleepy. I miss all of my friends. Got to see a good chunk of them at a return to civilization outing to Au Coquelet, but I was culture-shocked and hyperstimulated, and it mainly just made me jones for good hanging out time even more. Hoping that with the project ending soon, I can actually get up to the east bay to see everyone. Becoming (better) friends with Will, Maura, and Melissa just reinforced my desire to make it back to civilization ASAP.
Sleep now. Oh hey, and I'm surprised that someone else hasn't mentioned this, but Greece banned video games. Too lazy to dig you up URL's, but I'm sure you all know how to use google.
