tweaking the nose of productivity

[chronovore]

It's Wednesday. I feel like the Demiurge of Time is taking the piss out of me. Half of me thinks it's Thursday, another half Friday, and a smidgen of me is stuck with the version of me from this morning, where I woke up thinking it was Saturday.

No accounting for Wednesday.

Comments

[professormass.livejournal.com]

Heh. Try working out of your house for nigh-unto to two years. You will quickly learn the magical truth that time is naught but illusion.

I have, by the way, declared today to be Smorgleday, and also the holiday of St. Schmengi. I'm still trying to figure out what to name tomorrow. :^)

[chronovore.livejournal.com]

I've crossed the Pacific back and forth to have the converse made clear to me: illusions are just time getting jiggy with one's mind. 8:00 a.m. meetings in Los Angeles equals bad news for the circadian-challenged chronovore. The irony of my name is that time eats me.

[epiphaniesrus.livejournal.com]

Also you will learn Rammstein's Stripped is worth the price of admission to "For The Masses" by itself. You may think you already know this... but, as time is indeed an illusion, you don't. Trust me, you loved it.

Also found it entertaining that half the bands I've never heard of on For The Masses are also on The Matrix soundtrack.

[chronovore.livejournal.com]

I will have to try and find it. I'll happily go spendy on it, provided I can find it. I'd even Apple Store it, but it's not opened in Japan as yet.

However, it's grotesque how well that music has been updated for the depeche masses.