Miscellaneous Mental Musings of an Emerging Artist
24 hours of civil arguments. Among them:
1) The McVeigh thing, and the length of time it took to have him executed. My opponent in this case is an old online foe, they a highly snarky conservative type with a penchant for superiority and personal insults. While the topic is new, the song remains the same. Every so often, I stop arguing with them as a means of self-salvation–constantly trying to argue reasonably with a bitter, spiteful non-listener slowly transforms me into a cranky, ugly beast.
2) Quick disagreement about how personal an online journal should be, and whether I’m looking to attract loonies who will hunt me down and insert themselves into my life, using personal information against me, a la some sort of Hitchcock film. Person I disagree with is very close to me, and worries for their own safety in addition to mine. Self-debate about awareness of own paranoia levels.
3) Burrito or quesadilla?
4) How serious am I about pursuing a career in performance? What does my hesitation regarding basic decisions say about my seriousness?
5) Can I get away with liberally quoting random lyrics from songs in today’s entry? What do I do when somebody calls me on them? I’ve been a long time coming, I’ll be a long time gone. You’ve got your whole life to do something, and that’s not very long.
6) Will the Nepali Royal Family Massacre prove to be the Kennedy assassination of Central Asia? Conspiracy theorists can have a field day with the case.
7) Did I in fact have anything to say, or was I just obliged to write something because I have a journal?
8) Is seven a large enough number to justify a list format?
9) What if it’s too late?
10) What if nobody’s watching?