there’s acid in my fridge

random mental outpourings…

i’m back from holidays and plunging headlong into the wild world of software dev once again. as someone remarked lately, camping is a much more analogue experience than is my working reality.

krista (my belle) and I bought a new bed. this is the first time i’ve been sleeping off the ground since, well, on-campus student housing. i’ve been a practitioner of no-bedframe yoga, which has worked well for me for years. there is something really nice about sleeping a foot off the ground however - can’t put my finger on it…


krista and I also opened a shared bank account together, and we are now pooling and sharing all our income and expenses. how’s that for a departure from the rugged individualism i’ve come to know and… unconsciously accept? it seems like a kind of radical shift has taken place, and yet it makes so much sense. in personal finance terms, i have a better “offense” and she has a kick-ass “defense”, so combined we are a fighting force with a thousand golden nunchucks, or the Voltron of home economics, or something. good shit, in any case.

been downloading heaps o’ DJ mixes and jungle from the old Interweb - Richie Hawtin and High Contrast figure prominently. love it.

it’s 5:30AM. i am writing code, listening to strange electronic music, and pouring my thoughts into this strange digital cup. la dolce vita? you decide.

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posted: 5:34 am

 

One Response to “there’s acid in my fridge”

  1. August 24th, 2005 | 3:09 am

    voltron! muhahaha!