[m4w] rigid?

and if the title of this post is enough to get you snickering a la beavis, then you need to check out the calendar in my bedroom.

I get mailed at least 4 (complimentary but please show us your support) activist calendars a year. (chaiya, do you still want old calendars? and, who was it that used to collect candle wax?) The one that ends up on my room tends to be of just scenery. Graven images (skeletons, naked old brits) before I'm completely awake can further weirdify my already sufficiently rich dreamstate. Whatever. Vistas are placating.

Well, except this January. On a quick glance, it's islands. (sort of Survivor: Pearl Islands without all those annoying people.) O, that's nice. Azure blue waters, aquamarine skies. Aaaaaah. How calming. Well, except for that one, um, peninsula in the middle. It looks... what's the word? yes... circumsized.

snicker... sigh... grumble.

There's a distinct Lack of Rigidity in my life right now.

Oh ok, she means the sort of OCD, if I just get the towels straightened then my life's problems will be solved sort of rigid neurotic attempt at order. Sort of like those old drawing/duplicating instruments. If I get the microcosms in order, then perhaps the rest of my life will follow?

Except, since that often works, just try not to calcify your attitudes? Or least, don't let the inevitable dismantling of little bits of order wreck your life. Everyone has their turn at being a Sisyphus now and again. (Could be worse, could be a big rock.)

[m4w] rigid?

and if the title of this post is enough to get you snickering a la beavis, then you need to check out the calendar in my bedroom.

I get mailed at least 4 (complimentary but please show us your support) activist calendars a year. (chaiya, do you still want old calendars? and, who was it that used to collect candle wax?) The one that ends up on my room tends to be of just scenery. Graven images (skeletons, naked old brits) before I'm completely awake can further weirdify my already sufficiently rich dreamstate. Whatever. Vistas are placating.

Well, except this January. On a quick glance, it's islands. (sort of Survivor: Pearl Islands without all those annoying people.) O, that's nice. Azure blue waters, aquamarine skies. Aaaaaah. How calming. Well, except for that one, um, peninsula in the middle. It looks... what's the word? yes... circumsized.

snicker... sigh... grumble.

There's a distinct Lack of Rigidity in my life right now.

Oh ok, she means the sort of OCD, if I just get the towels straightened then my life's problems will be solved sort of rigid neurotic attempt at order. Sort of like those old drawing/duplicating instruments. If I get the microcosms in order, then perhaps the rest of my life will follow?

Except, since that often works, just try not to calcify your attitudes? Or least, don't let the inevitable dismantling of little bits of order wreck your life. Everyone has their turn at being a Sisyphus now and again. (Could be worse, could be a big rock.)