tales from an ordinary world

2000-07-04

Feeling a little more productive perhaps, but also less creative. Fooling one's self is easy, perhaps that's all it is. I sense a great need. My head needs feeding - I've been high on sound but low on words, visuals, but even so I can't seem to make time to sit down and read or watch something. I just can't do it. "If you look over to your left you'll notice my attention span fading off into the sunset..."

Last night spent lying on the lounge room floor, trying to compile a shortlist of CDs to test potential new stereos with. 10 is still too many, even without the salesman-scaring Merzbow CD you can't leave home without. Concentrate.