I need to . . .

I need to clean.
Originally uploaded by punk_rock_baby.

Wee. I need to clean. I am slowly chipping away at things I need to get done. I’m a little behind on my correspondence so I am going to get that under wraps. Tomorrow will be a post on the elections, which is interesting. Right now I’m listening to an old mix, I didn’t realize I had, it’s got “Destroy Everything You Touch,” from Ladytron’s Witching Hour. I think I have that on like three play lists besides my own. Good song. Anyways, it’s a lovely day. I need to get some things down and then head out. I need to head down to Itaewon for some second hand book buying. I’d like some more Lawrence, but I will see. I’m finishing up St. Mawr. Noli me tangere, hits a spot but it‘s time to be a bit of heathen again. I also need to get some info from a friend on Thailand. I’m now planning to head to Tokyo during the July/August break for a long weekend. I will then be traveling to Thailand after my contract is up. I really want to experience a different culture. So we will see how that works out. But, that’s the way it is with everything. I need to start a new play list. I’ll see what I can dig up. I need new music, and I love looking for it. Need to get of the beaten path, I’ve got too much mainstream stuff. Also, I need to start slapping together a resume so I can start selling myself. Yeah, slaving myself to the money machine(maybe too much Lawrence). I’m sorry this is a kind of a to do list for me. But, it lets the people know what I’m doing. (Oh, looks like I’m going on base to meet people. I’ve never been on base. This should be interesting.) Maybe my need post stems from people around me doing things. Maggie is heading off to the States to get ready for her show in Scotland. Two different people I know got married this past weekend. Even my students are moving to new places. One of my friends already has a place and a condo waiting for him when he gets back. Time to get moving. I like that. I like that I may not know where I am going, but I’m moving myself forward. I don’t want to be slave, but I don’t want to be heedlessly running on a hamster wheel just for movements sake. It’s all good. : ) Time to get moving.