Things I remind myself.
- We are a country still at war. And the rest of the world doesn’t really like us too much right now.
- People die every day. You will too. Memento Mori. (Which by the way, is also the title of an awesome korean lesbian horror flick. I kid you not.
- You did, in fact, turn the stove off. Seriously.
- At one point, I used to actually sent birthday cards. I miss having real in your hands kind of mail too. Letters. Postcards. Etc. The last letter, and the only one I’d received in perhaps a year that wasn’t transfered by pixels, was from Josh Wolf. I’m really lucky. I get regular postcards from one of my best friends living in Wisconsin. She’s been sending me cute postcards off and on over the last 11 years that I’ve ben in SF. Sometimes once a week. Sometimes once a month. I have boxes full of whimsically hand written missives with pictures of her daughter, illustrations styled from Griffin and Sabine, cows, cute dogs, her daughter who’s a cute little blonde gal with sass and wants to learn Chinese, I’ve sent her … maybe 2. I suck.
- Personal housecleaning stuff - just do it and then go play warcraft. Procrastinating is wildly inefficient and ruins the quality of lazy time which is what you’re actually all about. If you’re distressed or worried about procrasinating about something, it totally busts on the lazy time experience.
- Call the parents. Oh they love you. And the more you talk to them, the less likely they’ll try to google you or find your myspace page and find something more incriminating.
- Take the camera everywhere. What’s the holdup, mofo?
- Just write.
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