practicality

I've totally messed up my sleep cycle, and I'm kind of tweaking about my exams, so here I am, blogging at five 'til four in the morning. Just finished Gibson's new novel, Spook Country which was...alright, I guess. I enjoyed it, but I was introduced to him via his Sprawl stuff, and it is the Sprawl stuff that I continue to be most awed by. I'm not sure what it is that attracts me to the cyberpunk/industrial/synthpop vision, although I know some of it is my rampant techno-fetishism.

This train of thought led me in turn to consider dying my hair again. It's been almost two years since the last dye job, which means that most of my friends here have only seen my dyed hair in photos. It might be cool to try for silver again - some part of me resists the idea, though, even though I know it's just temporary.

Time is a strange thing - it seems like forever since that last dye job, almost two years ago, and yet it seems like my high school graduation, around the same time, was just yesterday. Time elongates, and then compresses, doing strange things to your perspective. I know this does particularly weird things to me, as I have a tendency to live by reminiscing about past, or worrying about the future - never in the moment. That's slowly starting to change, though, as I become happier with who I am and how my life is (and in the course of writing this paragraph, I was suddenly struck by a memory of a hike I took on the Bluff Mountain - not so much the walk itself as the scenery).

...Part of me wants to segue into why I'm one of the few people who seems to really like both Earthdawn and Shadowrun (and a few other equally different pairs - alt folk and industrial, anyone?), but I think I may stop here before this post gets a little too Delirium-like.