2009-11-17 - - 1:28 a.m.

Still here, still stupid. In an enormous stroke of fortune, however, I seem to have stopped caring about it so much. Could it be that my obsessive agonizing has been nudged out of my mind's priority queue now that resources are limited? I'm going to go with that theory for now.

Not worrying is great. I should do it more often.

Other news is that I've been trying to be more domestic lately. I knitted part of a scarf while watching the Herzog remake of Nosferatu last night. It's the first time I ever watched it with his commentary on. I like how he's so definite about what he wants to do, but at the same time it's quite obvious that he's not the most solid person in terms of mental health.

He only gets nuttier when anyone brings up Klaus Kinski. The two of them were quite the pair - completely over the edge in different ways. I still haven't watched My Best Fiend, but probably should see if I can get ahold of it sometime.

The other stuff currently in my "to consume" list are a couple of books by Italo Calvino, The Shadow of the Wind, and the Elements of Typographical Style. The problem is that when I start reading a lot of books, I end up with a writing compulsion. Too many ideas, most of them utter trash. Then I end up staying up all night, starting things I'll never finish or do anything with.

On the games front, I am wrapping up with Disgaea 3 and will be moving on to Demon's Souls, which contains a lot of really interesting elements. I rented it around Hallowe'en to get an idea of it and have finally received my copy from amazon. Starting to play it on Hallowe'en was either a really bad idea or a really good one.

I'm going to go with good for now, because it can only get easier after that - freaking black phantom invasions scared the living shit out of me. Also, if a game is still fun after you've died more times than you can count in two hours, you know it's probably pretty good. Maybe I'll talk about it next time.