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last night j. and i saw the seattle premiere of 'inland empire', introduced and with q & a afterwards from mr. david lynch himself. very cool time. very, very fucked-up movie. i absolutely loved parts of it and absolutely loathed others. as j put it after, it is not as accessible as some of the other lynch films. if you have 3 hrs to sit on your ass in a state of paranoid despair and unease, and some downtime afterwards to ruminate on the film, preferably in sunshine +/- good company, i recommend. one of the audience questions was from a female: "what was it about?" david lynch laughed and didn't answer.
did not see hell's belles last week, due to s calling me in tears from tacoma, freaking out because she'd just spun a 180 on the ice. i spent friday night in the sultry xmas-lighted brotheldom of my lair, making another tape, feeling rather down. c rather pissed me off on saturday. he has worse social skills than i do, and it was getting very irritating. i am obviously not ready for much. i have spent the last few days contemplating that, being rather depressed about the disparity between what i want logically and what i am resigned to emotionally, disgusted with such self-indulgent introspective twaddle... and then, la!, i remembered that i have no one else to fucking live for. for once. this obvious concept is too often elusive in my neuroses. so i can have fucking fun with whomever i please, i can sleep blissfully alone in my ginger-scented sheets, i can smoke a cigarette guiltlessly. i much prefer sleeping alone. i guess i always have. perhaps i always will.
the snow has finally melted. the novelty wore off astonishingly quickly. i was mired atop my hill on tuesday, waiting until it melted somewhat before i could attempt the 45 degree angle towards work. this town has turned me into more of a snively pussy than ever. it is raining and blowing cruelly again, as per usual, and i am much happier.
yesterday at work i sidled up to a coworker. "oh, pikachu" she said. everyone looked at her. "patchouli" someone corrected her. "whatever" she said. "that's how i know brynn's here." i brought helix in so the doctor could practice with her new ultrasound. his kidneys resembled the artificial grapes at a fromagerie. he is doing much better overall. i enjoy offering my animals up in the name of science. that is why he and hecatomb have no claws.
i encourage track 5-6 of 'liquid scarlet' for anyone interested in modern prog. it was a happy surprise from the 90% off detritus at tower.