Sunday, January 26th, 2003
Quiet Is The New Loud
You know you’ve been cooped up indoors for too long when you finally do go out one evening and all you can think is, “Why is everyone so loud? Why is everyone shouting?”. I am not accustomed to being in a non-volume regulated environment anymore. Does this mean that I should make an effort to get re-acclimatized to the decibel levels common to public houses, or just crawl under my bed and hide for the rest of time? Magic eight ball says… unclear.
Kevin brought me a care package of comics comics comics. The stack of stuff I have to read grows ever-taller. It’s just as well I have no more television to watch, at least until next week.
I have made a list of things in the apartment that need to be cleaned, but am not particularly enthused about any of them. The washroom evokes a particularly strong sense of foreboding. Buck up, fella. It’s more afraid of you than you are of it.
Note – new mp3 of the week is up. Shift them peepers to the sidebar, if you please.
np – For Against / Shelf Life