August 23rd, 2004

exploding dog - flowers stink

Oh I have those too! What kind of emotional problems does your dad have?

Last night reminded me that my fascination with films about being mentally unstable in regards to sense of self and place in the universe may be a bit unhealthy. Garden State was definitely worth catching, even if it did leave me feeling more lost than I felt when I walked into the theater. I think I go to movies like this searching for some sort of cathartic experience, something to help me feel again. Hell, I go through every day hoping that something terrible or amazing will happen, something to get worked up over. The best I've got is work and that's worthless. It's been suggested in the past that I see a therapist or seek help through medication, but I don't think either would do anything but further my detachment. The problem with my unhealthy obsession with films like Eternal Sunshine, Lost In Translation, Garden State, etc., is that I don't just identify with the feelings of the characters, they cause me to become introspective. Where am I going? Where have I been? What have I done that I could've done right? What do I want to accomplish? What do I want? What when where why how?

I think too much. It's a curse that I'll never be fully rid of. Life would be boring otherwise.
  • Current Music
    The White Stripes - There's No Home For You Here

(no subject)

I'm seriously contemplating renting a car next week, driving from KC to Minneapolis on Thursday, from Minneapolis to The House On The Rock in Wisconsin on Friday, then lazily making my way back towards home on Saturday. A friend at work is supposed to be bringing me a discount card for Budget to see if I can bring the price of a compact car down to a reasonable enough price to go. I'd take my car, but it's old and iffy for that kind of travel. I'd take someone else and their car, but the number of people whom I could spend that much time with right now is slim. We'll see what happens. Update.
  • Current Music
    Ben Folds - Get Your Hands Off My Woman