Gray Flannel Dwarf


some rock-solid thoughts, some streams.

I’ve realised recently that the aformentioned apathy probably has something to do with my lack of gym time. It’s knocked me off-kilter. Going to the gym in the mornings and/or afternoons had me somewhat more disciplined — I had that much less time to waste during the day, and thus, got things done. It also cleared my mind and body of toxins and stress, I think, and I felt good, all-around.

Now, I feel sluggish. And then I get tired. And then I take a nap after work, which means I stay up late and means I get tired at work again; the cycle continues.

This, of course, does bad things to my motivation to do things — anything. After the new year, it’s time to get back on track.

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My wallet “disappeared” today. Likely, that means it got stolen. I was strangely calm about the whole thing. I mean, I rushed around to get cards cancelled, get new forms of ID, etc., but I didn’t stress over it; Normally I probably would have. What was bitching about it gonna do, though, get me my wallet back? I don’t think so. Now, I’ve know that sorta reasoning for years, but I’d never used it, until today.

I must admit, my new driver’s license pic is pretty great. I tend to look more and more scotch-irish these days, it’s weird. God help me, should I ever start quoting Braveheart.1. Maybe I’ll scan it over the holidays, post it here. The woman at the DMV, as soon as I sat down, said something to the effect of “this is going to be a good picture”, as if she had a premonition. Took the picture, smiled. “You’re gonna like this one”. Sure enough, when she handed it to me a few minutes later, I smiled too.

Was at the DMV about half an hour; Crowds were small. However, no matter the size of the DMV crowd, the place always puts me in full-on Henry Rollins mode.

When I go to the godforsaken place, I make sure I have my stuff together. IDs? check. paperwork? check. Money? check. Now I sit.
And sit…
And sit…

I just sit there and observe the sheer stupidity. That’s not really a judgement call, it’s just the truth. People can’t get their shit together. They always forget something, or don’t understand something, or can’t read, etc. And then when something screws up, emotions cover a very narrow range of ire to rage. Granted, the Department of Motor Vehicles has had a bad rap in the past, but I think the bottleneck in that place is the customers, anymore, not the service. Probably was, all along.

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There was something else I was going to mention tonight, too, but I can’t remember what it was.

1 – I guess that would mean actually watching the movie in the first place.

2 – bcvavbaf pbagnvarq urerva ner zvar, naq abg gubfr bs zl rzcyblre. Gurl ner abg qverpgrq ng NBY be vgf phfgbzre.

cswiii @ 1:00 am

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