Nil by Mouth

Okay. Rob Bresney’s horoscope seems

Okay.

Rob Bresney’s horoscope seems to have explained away my winter, homesick, isolation misery:

…you can’t reprogram yourself until you deprogram. And seeing as how deprogramming requires the destruction of outmoded brain circuitry, it doesn’t always feel real bouncy and peppy and fluffy. What does this have to do with you? Everything. You’re right in the middle of your deprogramming season, with the reprogramming phase soon to follow.

Is this true? I sure hope so as it would explain a lot. It leads to more questions though. Like which part is getting deprogrammed at the moment? It seems to be the part that’s fun, communicative, and has friends. Now what’s on the menu for reprogramming that? Maybe i’ll be able to talk to birds in a secret “cooing” language after all this is done.

In other news, a character from my somewhat-distant past turned up in Frankfurt last week. Tomorrow he’s driving into Paris to hang out. This may or may not be such a good thing. On the one hand, i sho could use the company. And once upon a time, he was good company. On the other hand, that somewhat-distant past can be described as a *very sketchy* time in my life. At the time i was sure i had it all under control, but as we always realize later, i was diving for pearls at the very deepest part of the stupidity ocean.

In any case, it may make for more interesting blog entries than the one i posted last night.

• Dec 2