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I amNyarlathotep! The 999 forms of Nyarlathotep are a point of meditation for the true initiate. It is through these manifold faces that the secrets of the universe are made known. Called "The Crawling Chaos", Nyarlathotep is the disembodied ego of Azathoth and thus the universal "I" of known reality. Some of the many documented forms are; Father of Knives, Nephren-Ka, the Black Man, the Beast of the Lashing Tongue to name a few. |
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Mar. 30th, 2003
Weekend is over, time to breathe.
Mar. 30th, 2003 11:13 pmSo Kingston. yes, that's a decent place to start....
I've come to the conclusion that Remy's family's house is deeply unpleasant. Every time I go there it's horribly oppressive, and I end up in a foul mood. And I was stressed when we got there, and worse by the end of the night, terrified that they wouldn't accept my portfolio, and we wouldn't be able to move away from here to a new and different place and life. By morning, after hastilly mounting some photos I'd forgotten about and then not sleeping, it was even worse, into a rather stressed depression. So we went, and, well, I'm not into small talk. It makes me exceedingly nervous when people feel they have to talk to fill an empty space. I prefer to only speak if I have something to say, and if I don't feel like speaking, or if I'm trying to distance myself from a situation (like the one that has me stressed out) I'd much rather read a book. And Remy's mother does like small talk.So I think I was probably rather rude in my silence on the way there, and in trying to be alone when we were there.
I hadn't noticed that I had to bring transcripts there, so I didn't have any. And I talked to the Admissions guys at the introduction speeches, and they were quite rude about it. Feh. That didn't help either, as they made it appear that much less likely that I'd be accepted.
Whatever, they liked my portfolio, so I should be accepted there, I hope. Not that it helped that particular day, but you know how these things go. Went back to the house, met up with Apples, and James and Tim came by later, and we went to dinner together. And the big K was closing, so everything was discounted and we now have a DVD player and I got some new clothes. Yay! And a video game that doesn't like me video card.... Have to wait for Remy to upgrade his so I can have his old one.
Today was better, I finished my color wheel for class tomorrow, and am more or less free now. No more midterms, no more big problems, just a nice, stress free home and Remy. Who happens to be waiting for me to join him in bed, which is so much more pleasant than here in the office....
I've come to the conclusion that Remy's family's house is deeply unpleasant. Every time I go there it's horribly oppressive, and I end up in a foul mood. And I was stressed when we got there, and worse by the end of the night, terrified that they wouldn't accept my portfolio, and we wouldn't be able to move away from here to a new and different place and life. By morning, after hastilly mounting some photos I'd forgotten about and then not sleeping, it was even worse, into a rather stressed depression. So we went, and, well, I'm not into small talk. It makes me exceedingly nervous when people feel they have to talk to fill an empty space. I prefer to only speak if I have something to say, and if I don't feel like speaking, or if I'm trying to distance myself from a situation (like the one that has me stressed out) I'd much rather read a book. And Remy's mother does like small talk.So I think I was probably rather rude in my silence on the way there, and in trying to be alone when we were there.
I hadn't noticed that I had to bring transcripts there, so I didn't have any. And I talked to the Admissions guys at the introduction speeches, and they were quite rude about it. Feh. That didn't help either, as they made it appear that much less likely that I'd be accepted.
Whatever, they liked my portfolio, so I should be accepted there, I hope. Not that it helped that particular day, but you know how these things go. Went back to the house, met up with Apples, and James and Tim came by later, and we went to dinner together. And the big K was closing, so everything was discounted and we now have a DVD player and I got some new clothes. Yay! And a video game that doesn't like me video card.... Have to wait for Remy to upgrade his so I can have his old one.
Today was better, I finished my color wheel for class tomorrow, and am more or less free now. No more midterms, no more big problems, just a nice, stress free home and Remy. Who happens to be waiting for me to join him in bed, which is so much more pleasant than here in the office....
