july
6th, 2004 |
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11:57pm
oh, and macenkie from hairpolicempls is comiing over on the 12th te wrap yarn into my hair like i have been trying to do myself but have been doing a bad job of it. to get my real hair all tied up tight against the dread so it doesn't stick out anywhere. so that will be cool to finally have that done!
11:34pm
other things i collect that are clutter:
links and pictures from the net.
99% of all the links i save i never go back to.
and once i save pictures from the internet that i find, i very rarely ever
look at them again.
11:00pm
i'm pacing aimlessly through my house,
sighing and sulking.
it must be an awful burden to be an obsessive compulsive housecleaner.
i can see how someone could get really obsessed with neatness and putting
things away when you are done with them.
my mom is like this. if one thing is out of place, she literally becomes physically
ill from it until that thing is put away.
i NEVER want to be like that. and i never will be like that simply because
i am going to not let myself become like that.
however, i can see how it could happen to a person.
i feel guilty for throwing so much
stuff away. i really wish i could have had a yard sale and found good homes
for all of that stuff. i could have waited 2 more weeks until fuzzybumblebee
had another sale, but i just could not wait. i had to have it out right then
and there. i just had to, still, i'm feeling guilty.
and furthermore, i am feeling guilty about more things i may throw away in
the near future just because i cannot deal with selling things on ebay because
i loathe and despise hauling boxes to the post office more than i loathe and
despise even cleaning my toilet.
and i fret over finding the right
box for it, and packing it well, and knowing what on earth to charge for shipping
because i have no idea how much these things weigh. what-ev-rrrr.
i went through a period where i was quite depressed, you remember, when i
lived in that apartment before this one, the one i hated so much. at the height
of my fatness. and so i turned into a shopaholic for awhile to ease my pain.
and bought all these bizarre things like bird's nests and wasp's nests and
bird wings because i thought i could incorporate them into my hats somehow,
but now i realize i don't want to. because now that i have seen these things,
i really have no idea how i could attach them in a way that would be stable.
i couldn't have known this without actually buying these things so i could
see them up close. so i guess it was a live and learn thing.
you'd be surprised what a person will pay for bird's nests and wasp's nests. you'd be surprised what *I* paid for them.
god, i'm weird.but i love that i am.
but now, here i am with these things and what do i do with them? sell them on ebay or throw them away?
why aren't there more weird girls like me who want to come over and take these treasures away from me and do something with them? why do all the weird girls who want these things live in other states and other countries which means i then have to box it and mail it?
please, dearest universe, oh please, send some arty girls my way who want these things before i throw them in the trash!
next thing to go through, my sock pile and my nylons pile. i have at least 6 billion pairs of socks and at least 7 billion pairs of nylons. why god why? i know why, because i was going to sew the nylons into these cool patchwrk dresses. that is why. r maybe i can cut them u and crochet them. maybe i can cut up and crochet my entire apartment. i've thought about it. even cutting the books and magazines up and crocheting those.
the last frontier will be my vintage
clothes. i keep keeping them because they are all one of a kind and irreplaceable.
but if i never wear 95% of it, when WHY oh WHY do i care that it's irreplaceable?
if one of my irreplaceable pieces of clothing gets ruined or lost or i sell it or give it away or whatever...WHY would i WANT to replace it if i NEVER EVER WEAR IT? what is my deal? is that even remotely logical??
but still, i'm NOT going to be able to give any of my clothes away until i find some tiny faerie girl who will actually fit into this stuff and doesn't mind and in fact LOVES that it all has rips and holes in it. punk rock.
i don't know, i could go on and on and on like this for hours, listing to you all the boxes i have yet to sort through and sulk and whine and discuss it's contents with you. but i think i am done typing about this for today.
i'm just typing about this because i'm really antsy and pmsy and i'm not tired enough to sleep but i don't have enough energy or brain power to tackle anything else.
garbly garbly gook.
in the future someone needs to invent
a transporter type thing where you stick in the stuff you want to give away
and POOF it's gone and it automaticallt gets transported to a person who wants
it. i can then dial in what i DO want and get THAT for free because someone
else on the other side of the planet gave it away through this machine.
can u imagine how wonderful a thing like that would be?
ebay is ALMOST like that, except that it does not automatically transport it and you have to pay for it.
9:55pm
so now if i can at least get floor space in the "thing room" i will have some room to set up my musical equipment that is collecting dust in there. in a way, i want to sell all my instruments and buy all new ones, just to have all new energy for making all new music.
all my instruments kind of have this
bad vibe to them , a bit, from all that happened with me and the music industry.
they kind of remind me of when i felt obligated to do music, not just wanting
to do it for the joy of it.
but maybe i can do some little cleansing ritual over my instruments or something later on to shake all the bad juju in them out.
9:51pm
i have pms up the wazoo.
9:43pm
so, donating my books to the library
was $400 tax deductable.
that rules the universe!
everyone should donate their books to the library!
9:39pm
oh fuck it. it's just not worth me
focusing my energy there.
what-ev-er. fuck.
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4:46pm
ok, that was about 1/2 of my books.
i don't know if i can deal with getting rid of any more books today.
that is all i can emotionally deal with.
must eat something now. take a quick bath. we leave at 6pm to go to the library.
and then i am going to sell most
of my fetish erotic books blah blah.
i don't know if the library wants those, so...i won't be bringing those!
3:53pm
i will list all the books here that i am donating to the library so that i can remember the titles of them and go check them out if i really feel the need to finally read them, or read them again:
a
new history of photography edited
by michel frizot
memoirs of a geisha
the wrinkle cure by
nicholas perricone
skin deep by diana
wagman
denial of the soul
by m. scott peck
the women's spirituality book
by diane steine
evidence by luc sante
pornography and silence
by susan griffin
the irrepressible toy dog
by darlene arden
transforming a rape culture
by buchwald, fletcher, roth
pink floyd shine on
fair use by negativland
(sorry, mark, but i must pass on the goodness to other people!)
butterflies of the night
by lisa louis
women's ways of knowing
unweaving the rainbow
by richard dawkins
in a different voice
by carol gilligan
mother wit by diane
mariechild
knitting with dog hair
by kendall crolius and anne montgomery
harem, the world behind the veil
by alev lytle croutier
sex work, writings
by women in the sex industry
live sex acts by wendy
chapkis
the gift of fear by
gavin de becker
women of wisdom by
tsultrim allione
annotations to finnegans wake
by roland mchugh
chado the japanese way of tea,
by soshitsu sen
a bright red scream
by marilee strong
cheap novelties by
ben katchor
la divine comtesse
the narcissistic family
by stephanie donaldson-pressman
the white goddess by
robert graves
a skeleton key to finnegans wake
campbell and robinson
crazy diamond, syd barrett
by mike watkinson
the art of happines
by the dalai lama
ee cummings is 5
making faces kevyn
aucoin
the art of make up
by kevyn aucoin
radical fashion by
claire wilcox
erte's theatrical costumes
desert by chritoph
heidelauf
the tea ceremony by
sendo tanaka
pine needle basketry
by judy mofield mallow
the face of our past
edited by kathlenn thompson
the book about moomin, mimble and little
my by jove jansson
seeing with the mind's eye by
mike and nancy samuels
food of the gods by
terence mckenna
pharmacotheon by jonathon
ott
i am spock by leaonard
nimoy
the melancholy death of oyster boy
by tim burton
women, sex, and rock and roll
by liz evans
orlando by virginia
woolf
the nature of personal reality
by jane roberts ( i have 2 copies)
dr atkins new diet revolution
3:47pm
jason and i are going to go to the
library and donate many of our books.
this will be great because if ever i need one of the books back to read or
look at, i can go get it from the library.
(but i never check out books from the libray, but maybe i will syart doing
that if i give up my books! who knows...)
this is really hard for me to do. i keep a hold of SO MANY books "just
in case" augh.
i'm getting rid of maybe almost all my angry feminist books because i never
read them because i get just way too upset and riled up when i read them.
i just find it way too depressing to read about rape culture and all the ways
in which women are oppressed and fucked over. i live it every day...i don't
feel much like reading about it, too, these days.
11:58am
ok, to look at the positive side of things:
i thank the universe that i have enough money in my bank account right now to pay my rent AND pay that $75 fine and STILL have $ left over to pay my electric bill, too. and i have lots of food in my fridge, too. thank you!
thank you universe for my infinite abundance and for always taking care of my needs.
11:42am
GODAMMIT!
i was so preoccupied yesterday i forgot to pay rent. and now i had to pay
a $75 late fee.
fuckinggodammittohell.
that is SO much money to me. $%^^$$%$%!!! i feel so stupidly angry with myself.
i'm trying to hard to get my shit
together. and come up with money. and i do something stupid like that?
what the fuck??? argh...breathe breathe breathe let it go let it go let it
goooooooo.....
arrrgggghhh...
breathe breathe breathe let it go let it go......
argh................................
11:28am
oh ya, i think i know what some of
those cords were for that i threw out.
oh blarg. but now that i am becoming more organized i will be able to arrange
things more efficiently so i know what cords are what and go to what.
it's super grey and rainy today.
i have a suspicion it will be hard to get moving today an stay motivated,
especially since i did so much yesterday, i feel like taking it a bit more
slowly.
but i have so much to do...