A good day

I've been itching to make a blog for awhile. Lurching between such exciting subjects like how crummy I feel, or how I don't actually have anything to blog about, I'm settling on having a great day.

Lent started this week, a Catholic holiday/event/thing wherein you give up one thing important or close to you for 40 days. I decided on pot. I haven't gone 40 days without pot since I actually started smoking a year and a half ago. I spent the last 5 days in some kind of bizarre psychological withdrawal, and last night my system finally cleaned itself right out. I woke up on time, got off to work, and did a few demonstrative things on my walk to work.

First, I smashed my pipe. This was a cheap pipe so it's no big deal. Second, I tossed my Grinder in the river. I've had that grinder more or less since I started smoking regularly last year, and felt no attachment to it. It was mildly satisfying to throw it in the river, and tremendously embarrassing to mess up the throw and end up with a high-arced girlish toss that should have gone like 50 meters and exploded but instead went straight upwards, bounced off the railing and plurped into the water.

I loaded a ton of new music onto my MP3 player last night. Most of it was Gorillaz various B-sides albums, but I also got interested in The Cramps and Cowboy Teaser recently. I find myself liking the Gorillaz a lot more lately, their B-sides (often remixes by other groups) usually have a lot more music than the original album.

I also met a girl who is not 7 feet tall and 500 pounds. She seems to like me and I sure as shoot like her.

I'm on my lunchbreak at work, part of the reason I posted this is because my morning has gone exquisitely. I spoke to the late Laszlo Kovacs' wife, who gave me her email address so that I could tell her what I thought of his films. Infinitely cool. Laszlo Kovacs is a cinematographer who's apparently among the best ever, ever.

Anyway, OWF, you are the Butthead to my Beavis, so tell me of your good/bad days.

I have to go now because this is a call centre and thus almost every employee is an obese neckbeard and the one sitting beside me is starting to smell.