Two-part Blogbardment (setting villages afire from the air with incendiary euphenisms)

part one of this blog:

In every object there is inexhaustible meaning -Carlyle

It is glorious and charitably unDecemberish outside, which I find simultaneously egregious for the sake of upholding Holiday cheer but manifestly delightly for the sheer joy of being able to call my Dad singing "Na na na na na, I don't have to shovel snow in the morning!"

Everyone here is falling in love, I guess it is the combination of the outdoors beauty, the approaching Christmastime and the unique experience of living in a world that I create in my head, since I assign meaning to what I see for the purpose of clarifying and microscoping the macroscopic world in a series of forms functions and coincidences that my mortal mind can conceivably comprehend.

My mind.
i change it like i change my underwear
Infrequently, when it needs to be done.

Lately I have been dreaming a lot. And yes, the dreams have been kind of weird,
but aren't dreams always weird? Also, had Deja Vu from a dream I dreamt almost a year ago. Sitting at my computer looking at porn and I thought "Wow, I have dreamt of this exact webpage, looking at this exact piece of porn". Kind of troubling and Odd, but at least I know that my subconcious digs the same kind of girls as I do.

NAKED ones.
Wow. Really obsessing over the naked chicks on here a lot lately.
Ladies, if you're offended by this, please send a message to my secretary.

part one of this blog, will commence shortly. In themasquedmeantime:

Entre la balanza y la oscuridad:

So, I FINALLY got offered a job (contract to permanent) in an area nearby that's easily accessible by public transit, making as much money as I was making before Morocco, and the party Friday celebrating my newfound security was followed the next night by a party commemorating the loss of my freedom.

Why is it we must always give up a little freedom for the sake of security?

ThenatthebookstoreYesterday IsawalittleBook peekingoutatMe. Thetitlewas "50 jobs worse than yours" and I found thumbing through both amusingly and uplifting.

crappy job # 26: maggot handler

crappy job # 27: clerk at a porn store

crappy job # 28: temp

[How about] An Ode du stinky jobs. {Think sewage consultant, only with lyrical hush.}

We're all free you know. You, me, and CRZ. And yet we are under a quotidian tyranny. Daily life conspires to suppress us into the stale basement of conformity. And so I note, that everyone is falling in love. And I have a job. A slow, gentle plummet towards winter break. Nothing like acknowledging the crippling tether of constraint and feasibility to make the holiday season appropriately dismal.

the conclusion to part one of this blog:

I'm caught in the grip of the city, and everywhere in the city reminds me of you

Random Erik's Uncle Quote of the Day: ukeepsmile56: u lika micheal Jordann ?


And that's it for me.

-D'Masqued (Pieces of Porn would be a good band name) Man

*sticks fingers in ears* I can't hear you! La la la la la Fa la la la la