(This image is pretty irrelevant but not entirely irrelevant - I'll write about this soon!!)
If September were a colour it would definitely be brown. Or worse, beige. It’s the least popular of all the months of the year, the sort of month every other month tries to avoid, with it’s sudden frenzy of nagging tasks, shit weather (but not snow yet), the return of responsibilities and general seriousness etc etc.
I’m feeling the return of the seriousness particularly heavily this time around. Or maybe it’s just my memory’s so bad, my mind has become so neglectful, that I can’t remember the pain of every other September in memory. It’s not that I haven’t done plenty of little creative things all summer, like sit in my room and write nice little songs and read books etc. I just think recently my concentration level has dipped so low you might as well just pat me on the head and put me in the ‘C’ set. Even writing this is sort of pushing my limits.
I’ll disclose now there’s not really any point to this little post I have going here, apart from to tear me away from the kitchen and treat my ears to that lovely sound the keyboard makes when you’re writing something and getting somewhere. But is there really a point to anything? Of course not, we’re all just a specimen of a common scientific occurrence whose only real benefit to everything else around us is to reproduce, which more and more of us don’t do anyway because we’re too busy tip toe-ing around the career ladder.
Other things I enjoy doing in my wasted time are going on the facebooks of people from my new school, viewing all my own facebook pictures from start to finish with the ‘perspective of an outsider’ to try to gage if they give off a ‘cool vibe’ and keeping up my hygiene standards, seeing how much of my fingernails I can peel off without ever biting them. I also love watching those youtube makeup demos because the women always look like crack whores and I have low self confidence.
Trawling my nothingness I also found out that apparently in a restaurant called ‘Snake Alley’ in Taiwan you can watch twice-hourly public snake feedings. The snake is fed a live mouse, which is seasoned with a bludgeon to the head before being served to the snake to crush before eating. Children come from far and over the street to watch, and rich people inside eat the snake after. I’m reminded of my belief humans are naturally prone to less compassion then they would like to lay claim to.
Although it’s nice to see the fruits of my internet hours blossoming into things I can just drop in to my already subtly intelligent conversations, I think it’s best now I get back to the heavier tasks. I’m teaching myself facial tricks – my latest is this sort of sideways twitch with my nose so you can see the bone inside in one nostril. I’m not sure how beneficial it is to my future mastering of the circus performer career ladder because you can’t see it unless you’re near…but all good trades are about practicing, right?
