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Apr. 8th, 2005
How Did She Get Inside My Head?
Apr. 8th, 2005 02:53 pmI don't really know why I am posting this. I guess ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eliade's words struck a chord and I want not to lose them or my reaction to them.
From a post byeliade: http://www.livejournal.com/users/eliade/342360.html
And I seriously just don't get it: what do people *do* with their lives? Usually it feels like there is far too little time, but other times, it's just you and the couch and a reluctance to do practical things like laundry. It's days like this that I fear I simply don't know how to live--to exist as a meaningful lifeform.
Can I use this as my epitaph?
Wow, do I know those feelings. I'm seeing someone who lives three hours away, which leaves most weekday evenings and a fair number of weekends to fill on my own. I used to know how to live, what to do - really I did. I had years of practice living in places where I knew very few people and I mostly entertained myself when I wasn't working or at school. I know that I took myself to a movie every Saturday night and walked the dog in a park by a river. I watched alot of TV. Sometimes I cross-stitched. Some weekends seemed endless, but mostly they were OK.
Then, a few years ago, my head exploded. Depression descended and squashed me flat. It's not so bad now, but I can feel it clawing at my heels on the empty weekends. As often as not, I succumb to the pull of the couch and the reluctance to do laundry and think that maybe I should take up substance abuse as a hobby because at least it would make the time go by faster. And then, on Monday morning when I have to get up to go to work, I remember all the things I could have done with those two days - things that would have qualified as living rather than just existing - and I wonder why I couldn't see them on Saturday and Sunday.
I think I will read all the responses to your post, make a list, and stick it to my fridge.
eliade's words struck a chord and I want not to lose them or my reaction to them.From a post by
eliade: http://www.livejournal.com/users/eliade/342360.htmlAnd I seriously just don't get it: what do people *do* with their lives? Usually it feels like there is far too little time, but other times, it's just you and the couch and a reluctance to do practical things like laundry. It's days like this that I fear I simply don't know how to live--to exist as a meaningful lifeform.
Can I use this as my epitaph?
Wow, do I know those feelings. I'm seeing someone who lives three hours away, which leaves most weekday evenings and a fair number of weekends to fill on my own. I used to know how to live, what to do - really I did. I had years of practice living in places where I knew very few people and I mostly entertained myself when I wasn't working or at school. I know that I took myself to a movie every Saturday night and walked the dog in a park by a river. I watched alot of TV. Sometimes I cross-stitched. Some weekends seemed endless, but mostly they were OK.
Then, a few years ago, my head exploded. Depression descended and squashed me flat. It's not so bad now, but I can feel it clawing at my heels on the empty weekends. As often as not, I succumb to the pull of the couch and the reluctance to do laundry and think that maybe I should take up substance abuse as a hobby because at least it would make the time go by faster. And then, on Monday morning when I have to get up to go to work, I remember all the things I could have done with those two days - things that would have qualified as living rather than just existing - and I wonder why I couldn't see them on Saturday and Sunday.
I think I will read all the responses to your post, make a list, and stick it to my fridge.
I have no idea who originally wrote this, but hee!
( Prince Charles' Letter of Apology to Andrew Parker Bowles )
( Prince Charles' Letter of Apology to Andrew Parker Bowles )
I forgot to post when I watched the last three episodes of Firefly. I must say, the end came all too soon. Alas, Firefly, we hardly knew ye! At least there is Serenity to look forward to in the fall.
I was just browsing TV Tome and found the following tidbits I hadn't known before:
Summer Glau, who plays River, had only one acting role before Firefly - playing the prima ballerina in the Angel episode 'Waiting in the Wings'. Joss does like to re-use his actors.
Kaylee is short for Kaywinnit Lee, and her last name is Frye.
In the UK DVD boxset release, according to the booklet, the episode 'Our Mrs Reynolds' was written by Joss Wheldon not Joss Whedon. (flurblewig? Can you confirm this?) (Incidentally, TV Tome gave this episode a rating of 4.3/8 - what, are they nuts? This was a GREAT episode!)
Serenity takes place 6 months after 'Objects In Space'.
( Episode-specific tidbits which may be spoilery if you have not seen them. )
I was just browsing TV Tome and found the following tidbits I hadn't known before:
Summer Glau, who plays River, had only one acting role before Firefly - playing the prima ballerina in the Angel episode 'Waiting in the Wings'. Joss does like to re-use his actors.
Kaylee is short for Kaywinnit Lee, and her last name is Frye.
In the UK DVD boxset release, according to the booklet, the episode 'Our Mrs Reynolds' was written by Joss Wheldon not Joss Whedon. (
flurblewig? Can you confirm this?) (Incidentally, TV Tome gave this episode a rating of 4.3/8 - what, are they nuts? This was a GREAT episode!)Serenity takes place 6 months after 'Objects In Space'.
( Episode-specific tidbits which may be spoilery if you have not seen them. )