Human Body Tattoo

I saw a dance performance at Royce today. It was spectacular.
You must go see the Human Body Tattoo perform.

I must say, that I've never been very partial towards dance; I'm not quite sure why. I never grew up with it in any way, shape or form, so perhaps because of that, it's been especially difficult attempting to connect to it. Also, maybe what I've seen so far (besides tonight) just hasn't been all that great.

You know, I feel kind of sick right now. Sick to my stomach. I don't think it was the burrito I had -- though I suppose I can't rule that out as a possibility. It just happened a minute ago. I was looking at a photo and I got sick with myself. And I got a bit of a horrible feeling within me; more that just a "bit" actually.

I'm not sure how much I want to let go.

WTF reads this anyways? I don't think anyone does any more. Peter? You do, kind of. Whatever. I write to myself.
EGT: did you ever read this? Haha. I was just wondering if you cared. Whatever. I write for myself.

Fuck. One picture and my evening turns uncomfortable.
I want to go for a walk, but it's cold. I don't like the cold anymore.


I listened to Rachmoninov's Isle of the Dead tonight after the performance. It's so good. Oh god, that just makes my life seem hopelessly pessimistic. It's really not like that, I promise. I listened to Beethoven's 7th and 8th too. So there. And some Shöenburg opuses. opusi? Opussies?

:-l

hmm...

no, really -- I promise.

I'm excited for Japan. Oh yes. I am going.

:-)


Japan!

I want a tattoo of something that will always have great meaning. Does that something even exist? It seems everytime I think of something that holds any permanence in my life it crumbles. Maybe I should stop thinking about permanency. It seems to jynx me.

66?

That's lame.

Maybe a circle. Just a single, small, circle. Yeah. I kind of like that. But where? That's another question. What about right in the center of the chest? Right between the breasts? I kind of like that.

Symmetry. It's comforting.