Saturday, January 17, 2004
Nothing like reading a drunk blog post ranting about music eh...................(see yesterday or rather the early hours of this morning) but I think I came off alright.
So today. dealt with my trobbing head with some lucozade and a dash to college where I began work on my website (due monday). I had originaly hoped to focus on something interesting, like a site devoted to Woody allen or something but my lack of time has seen me stoop for the personal site, 'Stephen Cummins online'. I know, I know but eh, what are you gonna do? I'm also, of late, been looking into getting a programme for my computer to make the dvd drive region free. I have a disc to make my playstation read any region disc but you need a modern tv to get colour and sound while using it, (it's a long story). Our tv was the first tv in history. chuffed at first to have such an historical tv set. it's coppled together with loose nails everywhere and plexi glass. very retro, very hoxton. Old school you know but it doesn't solve my region free problem.
Anyway I want the region free thing (it's 25 dollers) so I can buy some of the newer woody allen films online and also Lost in translation which is available in it's region 1 format.
So also today I got more of these 'I read your blog and I'm concerned about you' correspondence. Two more to be exact, and while it's wonderful to have people concerned about you it's also sort of unsettling. I've had a few such emails, calls in the last 3 weeks. It's unsettling because I didn't think i was giving out that vibe. sure i'm down and pissed off and unsettled at times but so is everyone. Orlagh thinks I'm divulging too much private feelings, "your being to private, too personal, maybe you should hold back, be funny". Funny! I thought I was being funny. I dunno. Now I'm even more confused though my 'down time' is over. I'm back on the boat. A little wet but I'm there. I dunno, maybe I'm being 'too honest'. I know like it's embarassing for some people because they may be embarrassed for me. Maybe I shouldn't wash my linen in public. Maybe I'm becoming a moaner. Maybe I am a moaner. Maybe I should stop beginning with maybe and stop asking my computer questions! I dunno. I'll do what comes nat-ura-ly. There i said it! Switch away if your unsure about the online version of Steve or send me a quietemail
You know I've just decided that I'm never gonna be worried again and I'm gonna look paranoia in the eye and say 'enough thou feeble meandering beast' because it's cool to use old english syle. Ethan Hawke told me that as he pulled another novel out of his ass, sorry head. Back to the point. No more paranoia because theres a chip shop very near my flat that is run by two italien/greek guys. There's the boss guy and his deranged looking, never speaks, is always berated and is obviously brain dead, sidekick whom I like to call 'Igor'. Now Igor's boss is the most paranoid man in the world. He's always looking at the window. If a youth comes in he panics and serves them immediatly - "Kids around here. you got to a get them out quickly before they get there friends in and makea the trouble". When you order he never listens. He asks 'open or closed' when serving the chips. he speaks turned to his site on the look out for youths, scared shitless,. He always ALWAYS gives you your chips 'open' no matter what you say. He's looking at becoming Igor. He's a nervous wreck. Paranoid like you wouldn't believe.
So whenever I worry. Whenever I panic and drift to paranoia I think of being that guy. I think of Igor wrapping up snack boxs and then remembering he forgot to cook the chicken. I say' don't go there. look at the result. Resist'
The irony of this is as I write I'm already worrying about becoming 'Chip guy'!!
So today. dealt with my trobbing head with some lucozade and a dash to college where I began work on my website (due monday). I had originaly hoped to focus on something interesting, like a site devoted to Woody allen or something but my lack of time has seen me stoop for the personal site, 'Stephen Cummins online'. I know, I know but eh, what are you gonna do? I'm also, of late, been looking into getting a programme for my computer to make the dvd drive region free. I have a disc to make my playstation read any region disc but you need a modern tv to get colour and sound while using it, (it's a long story). Our tv was the first tv in history. chuffed at first to have such an historical tv set. it's coppled together with loose nails everywhere and plexi glass. very retro, very hoxton. Old school you know but it doesn't solve my region free problem.
Anyway I want the region free thing (it's 25 dollers) so I can buy some of the newer woody allen films online and also Lost in translation which is available in it's region 1 format.
So also today I got more of these 'I read your blog and I'm concerned about you' correspondence. Two more to be exact, and while it's wonderful to have people concerned about you it's also sort of unsettling. I've had a few such emails, calls in the last 3 weeks. It's unsettling because I didn't think i was giving out that vibe. sure i'm down and pissed off and unsettled at times but so is everyone. Orlagh thinks I'm divulging too much private feelings, "your being to private, too personal, maybe you should hold back, be funny". Funny! I thought I was being funny. I dunno. Now I'm even more confused though my 'down time' is over. I'm back on the boat. A little wet but I'm there. I dunno, maybe I'm being 'too honest'. I know like it's embarassing for some people because they may be embarrassed for me. Maybe I shouldn't wash my linen in public. Maybe I'm becoming a moaner. Maybe I am a moaner. Maybe I should stop beginning with maybe and stop asking my computer questions! I dunno. I'll do what comes nat-ura-ly. There i said it! Switch away if your unsure about the online version of Steve or send me a quiet
You know I've just decided that I'm never gonna be worried again and I'm gonna look paranoia in the eye and say 'enough thou feeble meandering beast' because it's cool to use old english syle. Ethan Hawke told me that as he pulled another novel out of his ass, sorry head. Back to the point. No more paranoia because theres a chip shop very near my flat that is run by two italien/greek guys. There's the boss guy and his deranged looking, never speaks, is always berated and is obviously brain dead, sidekick whom I like to call 'Igor'. Now Igor's boss is the most paranoid man in the world. He's always looking at the window. If a youth comes in he panics and serves them immediatly - "Kids around here. you got to a get them out quickly before they get there friends in and makea the trouble". When you order he never listens. He asks 'open or closed' when serving the chips. he speaks turned to his site on the look out for youths, scared shitless,. He always ALWAYS gives you your chips 'open' no matter what you say. He's looking at becoming Igor. He's a nervous wreck. Paranoid like you wouldn't believe.
So whenever I worry. Whenever I panic and drift to paranoia I think of being that guy. I think of Igor wrapping up snack boxs and then remembering he forgot to cook the chicken. I say' don't go there. look at the result. Resist'
The irony of this is as I write I'm already worrying about becoming 'Chip guy'!!
