^{Listening to: Ben Lee, Deerhunter, The Shins, of Montreal, Foxes in Fiction
Eating: not really
Drinking: water
Watching: Interstate 60
Learning: some geography
Thinking about: not doing “anything“ today and tomorrow – and how much fun that is supposed to be}

Really. Not much is going on. The normal stuff that is going to continue for about three to six weeks. October isn’t too far away now. I’m changing some things, and I have changed a few things. Also, Plum lives in the smaller room of this lovely flat now… so my room looks pretty much as mayhem, havoc and bedlam as it can. I should probably eat something. I spent too much time working on photos the last few days. Some kind of phase. My fascination for black and white photography has been on a new high mark this week. I’m also looking at a new record amount of interior design all the time. I’m even playing Sims 3 these days… mostly to find out which combination of colours goes well with what I consider post-modern architecture. I am aware that post-modern is tightly defined, ..I simply don’t feel like explaining en detail what I mean by modern.
My dreams are quite intense these nights. Always something about uncontrollable situations, loss of memory, and true friendship. It’s so interesting that I actually slept for nine hours last night. It all makes me feel I’m on the wrong track with my book. The setting, mostly. I’ll have to start over, at least with the setting. This tendency to do stuff I don’t know how to do is coming in my way again. Although I love that it leads to all kinds of mistakes I’ve never made before… and yeah, that’s a good thing. Trying new stuff is just a hell lot of fun. There’s not much more that I consider to actually be a lot of fun. I might be a funny guy sometimes, but fun (as a concept) has always felt strange to me. So.. some more recent black and white photos. The self portrait is from today, the others are a couple of days old.