water, water everywhere

I'm up here in my country pad alone right now -- it's wonderfully quiet. Just the sound of the cast iron pellet stove burning away and keeping me cozy.

I had a new well drilled, which is great because now I'll have clean water and good pressure...but the yard looks like a missile hit it, so I'll probably do a little work out there this wknd. Don't laugh, I bought a rake.

In other news, I listen to meditations occasionally from this Buddhist guru who sometimes really fucks with my head. Funny how, for the most part, intellectual and spiritual explorations often make me feel pretty bad. The same thing goes for the world-systems analysis stuff I've undertaken with my masters degree. It doesn't take much introspection to discover your own complicity in a bunch of shit that you find pretty toxic. Oh well.

That's why God invented beer!