Wow, I’m having the hardest time doing work right now because my stomach feels like I have an ulcer or something. It’s from the antibiotics -- I took the last one yesterday but boy did they screw my digestive system up. I’ve had almost no appetite for the past 5 days or so. It’s a bummer.
So instead of working (which is really frustrating) I’m just doing some random stuff…like updating this blog.
Two nights ago the weirdest thing happened. I was woken up at around 5am (it was still pitch black out) to the sound of a very low flying plane. It sounded like it was circling around. When it didn’t just pass over I got a bit nervous so I jumped out of bed and ran to the front door. I realized there was a helicopter with a searchlight hovering over my neighborhood. I got pretty freaked out when I saw a few men walking quickly down the street with flashlights looking into people’s yards. There were no sirens or anything. My adrenaline was definitely pumping. I didn’t know if there was a murderer running around or what. I was a little on edge thanks to the two stories that have been in the news about the girl that was recently kidnapped and killed and the body of Amber DuBois found recently in Pala, which is inland and not that far from here. In the morning I talked to my landlord and she said that apparently it was Border Patrol looking for a boat of illegal immigrants (Mexicans). Crazy huh?
Recently I’ve been listening to a song by the Smashing Pumpkins called 1979. For some reason that song gives me this incredible feeling of nostalgia about high school. It gave me a feeling about high school nostalgia while I was in high school, for crying out loud. How can you have nostalgia for the present? Anyway, I think it just brings out a certain emotion about the past. I sometimes fall into melancholy…it’s weird but for some reason I enjoy it. That sounds completely emo I know, but it’s more that the song brings out some memories that are incredibly crisp and clear. Like the green fields on our school grounds, and sports practice after school. Like class night. Like lockers and changing classes.
Music is quite unique in that it can bring out emotional memories. If you buy a CD for a trip and listen to it the entire time you’re on the trip, then put the CD away for 6 months, the next time you listen to that particular CD you’ll feel like you’re back on the trip. It’s like the songs store a particular emotional fingerprint. It’s really cool, and I think this is why I like the interplay between movies and music.
The weather is absolutely BEAUTIFUL today here in San Diego. It feels like summer. It was almost too hot for me after lunch. Too bad I’m suffering from this stomach ache. I’m going to to try to surf a little later and see if that helps. Usually if I surf when I’m having indigestion or something it totally helps. Fortunately my sinus infection is quite a bit better.