october 18, 2007

for some reason or other, fate would appear to have appointed me as a trademark enforcer for sony. both my dad and one of my co-workers are rather insistent that (1) a usb flash drive and a memory stick are the same thing, and (2) i'm some sort of douchebag for insisting that they are not.

in related news, i bought a 2 GB usb flash drive to easily transfer data between my work computer and my laptop. i had just finished procrastinating by deliberating what to name the drive when i realized that this was blog-worthy, if only for the fact that it afforded me further procrastination. without further adieu, the drive is named mnemosyne—i thought it was clever-ish.

i'm presently reading the amber spyglass by philip pullman and enjoying it very much (thanks alyssa for getting my started on the series!). the first book is called the golden compass, you may have heard about it: the movie. if you like fantasy or sci-fi, check these out.

what other media have i been consuming lately you ask? well, i got the new pay-what-you-think-it's-worth album from radiohead: in rainbows. as usual, i think it's brilliant. i love their work and hope they do well with this experiment.

that's it for now. peace out.

october 16, 2007

hmmm...my 23^rd post on the 290^th day of anno Domini 2007.

today i logged onto my web host and it informed me that i had 3 months remaining before my ownership of the domain name antimattr.com passed quietly away. consequently, i felt rather disappointed in my own lack of creative expression over the past long while.

"i've been busy."

i may as well print this pittance on a card to hold up at all the appropriate junctures.

so, i'm making time right now. of course, i can't really make time, but i can better spend it.

perhaps i should bring everyone up to speed. yes, let's.

i've moved home; effective since october 1^st, i am again a resident of bond head, ontario—my childhood home. i come home to sunsets over a corn field and i nightly walk the same streets that my feet have countless fallen on. this not-quite-déjà-vu, it makes me reminisce; it makes me question the self that i was and how i derived from him; it makes me want to reclaim certain parts of my former self and glad for the surrender of others.

in any event, despite where my thoughts may wander, it seems that leaving the city has already begun to make them better heard, which is promising.

moving, as always, was a lot of hastle, hustle, and bustle. thank you to everyone who loaned me their time, energy, and patience.

...well, in the midst of composing this here (re)entry, i got a little sidetracked, albeit in a very welcome way: i talked with vicki on the telephone and ended up reading her a neil gaiman story.

so, as it happens, i'm now quite tuckered out and i'll have to take my leave of this update...although you did get the biggest bit of news there anyway.

peace and love my friends,

-matt

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