US Grand Prix! I had a good time watching the activities this weekend. I watched Practice, Qualifying, and the Race Proper: All three days for the first time. As you know, I’m a die-hard Rosberg fan, so naturally I’m disappointed by his 2nd-place finish today. He could be the 2014 World Champion, but he needs to win these next two races, no excuses. Two things saved my enjoyment of the US Grand Prix: Pastor Maldonado scoring points, and Jean-Eric Vergne driving like a bad-ass. Okay, maybe JEV was driving dangerously but it was damn fun to watch. And Maldonado with the 9th place finish! He was kicked back to 10th with a 5-second penalty, but my goodness. I was cheering for those guys. Vergne, Maldonado, Grosjean Button – it was fun seeing them duke it out for 8th, 9th, 10th. This is a reoccurring trend, wherein the most exciting fights are happening in the middle of the field, and I don’t mind it – as long as the race director lets us watch it!
I had a dream, and it’s a little embarrassing to talk about but I also think it’s really sweet in a way. I had a dream that somebody who’s not exactly a friend, was on a bed with her girlfriend just cuddling and talking. I was at the foot of the bed, curled up in such a way that I could fit, and I was laying my head down on this girl’s posterior, which was quite large – as it is in real life. Pleasantly, there were no sexual connotations to this. The dream was entirely about the satisfaction of having a conversation with this girl, and being a close enough friend to be allowed to rest my head on her butt, and just enjoying how comfortable that was. It wasn’t a sexy dream, and I’m glad that my subconscious is complex enough to construct such a weird, interesting, layered experience. But like I said up front, it’s also kind of embarrassing: oh well.
I defy you!
Today I had one of those dreams that really sticks with you. In it, I met somebody I used to know at a party and we really reconnected. It’s the type of thing I wish happened more often… It’s happened a few times this summer at parties but never on the genuine, personal level my subconscious constructed in the dream. The worst part was that this was a fictional person so I can’t even take a queue from my brain to go talk to a specific old acquaintance or anything like that.
Anyways, today is my last day of work. Exciting? Almost anticlimactic? I’m not sure yet. I’m not done with the city yet, so I’ll have to get a few things done today.
Rocking “Beat Connection” by LCD Soundsytem right now, wrapped up in the blankets of my bed, yet again. I have spent an incredibly disproportionate amount of time here in my bed, compared to time spent anywhere else. I bet it’s something like, a 60-40 split, considering all the time I spend sleeping, lazily browsing the internet, making music, and listening to music. So what’s up?
I listened to Queens of The Stone Age’s “…Like Clockwork” (2013) for the first time yesterday, so a review of that album is coming soon, which leaves just three more albums to review from my mad-dash music review rush list. Now I’ve started listening to “Yr City’s A Sucker” by LCD Soundsystem, which according to my iPod is my most-played track by the band, which is cool. I’m planning on seeing “The Hunger Games: Catching Fire” tomorrow; I’m one of those select few who still have not seen the film. On Tuesday I’m going to get a second dose of Jennifer Lawrence in “American Hustle” which looks like a fantastic film.
I’m very tired. I could use a day where I sleep until 2:00 PM. Everything in my house is so comfortable, I could sleep anywhere. As I speak, the blankets pull me deeper, I slump from sitting upright to laying down. The synths of LCD Soundsystem lull me to bed. Had a dream about girl, I’d like to have that dream again.