Both of us need it like Hell

[sovay]

1. I slept ten hours last night. I think the last time I got more than six was in September. Today I'm kind of reclusive and slightly burnt out, but still rather happy. I may go out anyway, just to see what happens. There's sunlight.

2. ratatosk has taken to referring to my persistent belief that other people automatically find me boring/brain-dead/annoying as "Tiny Wittgenstein on My Shoulder." He is apparently modeled after Tiny Carl Jung from Dresden Codak (which I still haven't read), but I flashed on the personality sprites from Narbonic. I'm not really sure what I could promise anyone who felt like drawing me gloomy, winged chibi Wittgenstein—probably in his leather jacket, looking glumly agonized—other than a profound apology, but it seems to be a concept I really like. Also easier to integrate into a conversation than yelling "Wittgenstein!" every time I notice I'm apologizing inappropriately, because that way lies Basingstoke.

3. Speaking of which: Is that descending figure that opens the overture to Ruddigore (1887) a deliberate callback to Saint-Saëns' Danse Macabre (1874), or is it just me? I was humming the one when I realized I'd switched to the other.

4. I have been eating the hell out of the durian candies sharhaun brought back from Singapore—I got a package from him after The Lighthouse, when he found out I actually liked them. They were delicious and short-lived. I have no idea where I am supposed to get more.

5. I hope someone at Badass of the Week sees this obituary. "To please his mother, who did not take kindly to his being a pirate, he briefly managed a mink farm, one of the few truly dull entries on his otherwise crackling résumé, which lately included a career as a professional gambler."

I really did have a spectacular weekend. I had a good week. I think the week before that was pretty good, too. (Before that was the hell-cold.) It really feels like I shouldn't sneeze or I'll break my life, but I am enjoying myself.

Comments

[martianmooncrab.livejournal.com]

of the durian candies

I see them at Asian markets... durian flavored just about everything, cookies, chips, drinks.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

The notion of "tiny Wittgenstein on my shoulder" is adorable.

Personally, I find managing a mink farm more exciting than professional gambler.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Oh, and I'm totally going to try to draw you a chibi Wittgenstein! Furthermore, the ninja girl, who is on her way to a JET interview tomorrow, will be passing through tonight, and if I don't like my own chibi Wittgenstein, I may prevail up her to try.

But maybe others will volunteer as well. You can have Wittegenstein cherubim--I mean, could it get any better?

[handful-ofdust.livejournal.com]

That is indeed a Badass-worthy obit. And I'm so glad you're enjoying yourself again, because not enjoying yourself sucks the big bag.;)

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

Oh, not durian candles, then. Thank God. I was really worrying what the wax residue was going to do to your inner workings.

[ladymondegreen.livejournal.com]

Hooray for sleep! If you post a picture of the durian candies I suspect they might turn up at various Asian markets around here, and I can keep an eye open.

[zdenka]

Is that descending figure that opens the overture to Ruddigore (1887) a deliberate callback to Saint-Saëns' Danse Macabre (1874)

Hmm, could be. It's not long enough for me to have a definite opinion. But SUllivan definitely did things like that. I've always assumed the very beginning of the overture was a reference to the overture of Il Trovatore . . .

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

It's the attempted suicide by jaguar that got me!

Basingstoke?

I am now also imagining Wittgenstein action figures; apologies.

Unrelated: but Singing Innocence and Experience is awesome.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Did you know that Basingstoke used to be Basingstoke-on-Sea? It's just that one day the sea got so bored, it went out and couldn't be bothered to come back in again.

[marlowe1.livejournal.com]

You think you're boring? Yeah, that does sound like the Witgenstein on your shoulder problem. I must say that as soon as I was on a panel with you I made it a point of reading Lucan's Civil War (not sure if I have a decent translation - it's the Susan Braund translation - my Latin is rusty and this is the copy that I own) and then making sure to catch almost every panel that you were on (unless it was about a subject that I had no interest in). And I was not disappointed because you tended to add something to every panel (and I made sure to put as many Derek Jarman movies on hold from the library as I could including The Tempest, Witgenstein and Edward II)

And I should add that I was feeling rather bored and anxious that weekend and I must have walked out of at least 60% of the panels that I attended from sheer disinterest.

[nineweaving.livejournal.com]

I really did have a spectacular weekend. I had a good week.

I rejoice!

Nine

[thistleingrey.livejournal.com]

Laissez les bons temps rouler? 'Tis the season, after all. In all seriousness, I hope that the sequence of good weekend + week(s) continues. Yay for ten hours of sleep!

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

1.

I'm glad for your getting sleep and feeling rather happy. I hope the sunlight was pleasant.

2.

If only I could draw, I'd be drawing Tiny Shoulder Wittgenstein. Alas, the only things I can draw are cartoonish horses, dogs, and other critters.

4.

I hope you can find more durian candies. I might have to look for some, myself--the idea is interesting.

5.

Agreed, he definitely deserves a turn as Badass of the Week. The bit about apprenticing as a pirate is particularly interesting, although that may be because, despite the inappropriateness of the same when compared with real-life piracy, I'm having Gilbert and Sullivan-esque thoughts.

I'm very happy that you're enjoying yourself. I hope today has also been a good day, or at least an okay one.