Month: November 2004

Sometimes, when you are talking to somebody, you realize that you are getting pissed, and you’re not quite sure why. By pissed, I mean angry not drunk. That happens to me a lot. Is that bad?

I think that sometimes I’m projecting onto them. My therapist says this. I think she is right. I’m sometimes thinking that they should think how I’m thinking about something and they aren’t thinking my way so I get angry. At least, I think that’s what she means.

When I’m talking to some dick and thinking that they are stupid, really I’m the stupid dick. Oh, I guess that’s a little different.

Blog entries should not be more than three paragraphs. That’s my “new thing.” Also the quotey-quotes, they still mean not the thing in the quotation marks. Even when you do the quotey-fingers it means not that thing. When you say this “guy” comes up to me, and you put the fingers around “guy,” it means not, in fact, a guy. It could be a woman dressed like a man but it cannot be an actual “guy.”

Couple things I’ve been thinking of being: luthier – guy who assembles guitars; cabinet maker; or possibly a cobbler but actually hand-make shoes not just fix them. The problem with each of these is that you have to be really good at them. No one wants a half-assed handmade guitar or shoe. And if you do that then you have to charge like lots of money for that shoe or guitar. That sounds like tons of marketing and self-promotion would be necessary.

I remind you that I have dandruff so that just doesn’t work for me.