ad astra!

So this is my new blog thingy. I’ve been sorta meaning to do this for awhile, and thought I’d finally do it now that I have the least ammount of time in my life =) I always thought this was a self-important thing to do, kind of masturbatory if you will, but then I remembered that journaling is really for me and not for anyone else, sharing it on the internet is just a fun thing for me to do. And if Steve Schalchlin can do it, so can I.

My thougts right now are focusing in on a play I started on in April of 2000 that got abandonded, and now I’ve got a new vision for it and I will probably use it as a project for my creative writing class. I will post a scene or two of what I work on tonight provided the arthritis I’m too young to have in my hand doesn’t bother me too much.

I guess the other thing that’s going through my head is Pete Yorn’s musicforthemorningafter. Kate and her Bosnian boyfriend Harris told me they didn’t like it, and I thought almost for certain that Kate would, but I guess it’s her loss and not my place to tell her what to like. I still think it is one of the most entertaining/interesting albums I’ve listened to in quite awhile. And I really am not basing my music choices on Kate or Harris, worntorn nation or not.

And now I want to whine. My stomach has been SO upset since around 9pm tonight. I had to drive from Jenison to Cascade and back to get some Proventil Repetabs (asthma medicine) for a patient who absolutely couldn’t live without it for another day or something and I had a coffee at the coffee thing at that meijer, so I think maybe that upset it (who knows what was the date on the milk the little lackey used) either that or it was the motrin800 I took earlier on a mostly empty stomach for the aforemention arthritic hand. I hope I don’t have an ulcer or something. At any rate, I took some Pepcid� Complete� (lol) and that’s starting to kick in so I hope it’ll feel better as I have this work I must do.

More music: on that trip back and forth to store 50 (Cascade “meijer village” the ugly meijer thing at the end of 28th street past Woodland Mall/Patterson/the airport) I listened to Dave Matthews Band, Before These Crowded Streets, and boy is that a wonderful piece of musical artistry. The songs on that disc are so emotional and just all-encompassing I cannot ever get too much of that album. Kate likes it, too.

That’s all for my first post. Something inside me wishes it was a bit more significant, but nothing majorly disruptive is going on at this point in my life, for about the first time since I was a baby. Yay.