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Aug. 6th, 2012 08:01 amWent to Poseur's and learned how much I've changed, again. I didn't really have fun, other than catching up with a few friends (not people I hadn't seen in ages, and not as many as I expected). It was fun watching people older than myself who still had the energy and desire to party like 20 somethings. To my joy, music was ALL OVER THE MAP in a good way. Not the usual begged variety of "gothic AND industrial" but a slew of ska, punkish, rockabilly - actual variety (albeit all old shit, I'll take good old shit over new complete shit any day).
I didn't realize I got tense until Janna arrived. PS Janna is awesome. It seems watching the excitement build (as facebook blasted me with every stupid message based on my settings which normally work fine) got me wacky self-conscious, you know like when I used to go there 25-30 years ago.
There is a lesson I learned in there, that I'd like to pass on to kids, that I can't - I don't know how I learned it, but somehow there is a switch of self-conscious you can just click off when you realize you feel that way. "Oh, I care. Well that's silly - CLICK." I fear that may be the 20 years of work, education, gym success, any basic achievement or experience is what it takes - rather than some cognitive miracle. You can't realistically tell someone who has known how to reliably wipe their own ass for 5 years not to feel insecure because after 10 years of school and 20 years of work it'll seem different.
Perhaps relaxing child labor laws would eliminate a lot of drama? Oh dear...
I didn't realize I got tense until Janna arrived. PS Janna is awesome. It seems watching the excitement build (as facebook blasted me with every stupid message based on my settings which normally work fine) got me wacky self-conscious, you know like when I used to go there 25-30 years ago.
There is a lesson I learned in there, that I'd like to pass on to kids, that I can't - I don't know how I learned it, but somehow there is a switch of self-conscious you can just click off when you realize you feel that way. "Oh, I care. Well that's silly - CLICK." I fear that may be the 20 years of work, education, gym success, any basic achievement or experience is what it takes - rather than some cognitive miracle. You can't realistically tell someone who has known how to reliably wipe their own ass for 5 years not to feel insecure because after 10 years of school and 20 years of work it'll seem different.
Perhaps relaxing child labor laws would eliminate a lot of drama? Oh dear...
