It has come to my attention that some people on the infamous MySpace community may misunderstand the purpose and/or intent behind the "bulletin post". I feel that it is time to clear this confusion up for good. Here are my personal guidelines:
1. No one is getting good fortune, free money, fabulous sex, free blowjobs, or 6 wishes from reposting anything I post, and I don't give a shit if you DO repost, so don't tell me about it.
2. Everything I post is purely for my own amusement's sake, and don't you forget it - I'm a bitch that way.
3. I'll probably offend you. I don't care, so deal with it.
4. News Flash: That's not my real birthday or hair color.
5. No, commenting on my rapier wit and superior intelligence is NOT going to get you a date, and my ego has become so over-inflated that I don't even want you to try.
6. When you use the wrong versions of words such as; too/two, your/you're, their/there/they're, its/it's and any other made up phrases such as 'u r hot', 'wat up wit dat', ect., expect to be ridiculed mercilessly. Just because it's [notice the proper usage] the Internet is NOT an excuse to be an illiterate imbecile.
7. Those inside jokes are not directed towards you if you're not laughing, so no witty attempt at a reply is necessary.
8. Do not believe for one moment that I am divulging any deep, dark, meaningful secrets in my little survey bulletins. I, unlike hapless 13 year olds, know the difference between an online community full of perverts and my shrink's office.
9. I have 117 "friends". Please do not assume my bulletin is intended only for you and reply thusly. If it were, I would have sent it in a private message with your name in big, bold letters at the top.
10. Friend trackers don't exist, and if they did... do you REALLY want to know what every single creepy toothless unibomber who checks your profile looks like and where he lives in relation to you (which he knows, because you've broadcasted it to the world)?
These are my rules. I hope they help.
May 23, 2006
May 18, 2006
QAD 5/18/06
If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to
do is keep on walking.
--Buddhist Saying
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you
just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will
come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up.
--Anne Lamott, Author
It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream
of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of
tomorrow.
--Robert H. Goddard
do is keep on walking.
--Buddhist Saying
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you
just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will
come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up.
--Anne Lamott, Author
It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream
of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of
tomorrow.
--Robert H. Goddard
May 06, 2006
For Richer or Poorer
Relationships with other people are complicated... and sometimes I think friendships become the stickiest of all of our connections. As we get older and those friendships deepen, as we grow and change, the lines blur and shift, become messy and interconnected. They stop being neat little entities that can be put into a box and left on a shelf, only to take out for convenience's sake. Family is almost easier in the straightforward blood connection. You can hate them or love them, it doesn't matter - you're stuck, so you might as well fight it out or not. There's a complete lack of autonomy in that relationship, for better or worse.
But friendships are different. People that we've known for 2 or 3 or 5 years are easy (relatively speaking) - we've changed, but not that much. You take each other at face value for the present, because that's all you know. The friends I've made in college or at work didn't know me at a skinny 5th grader with braces and glasses, her nose stuffed in a book with zero self-esteem. They may know of that middle schooler, but they never met her. They know the loud, jovial, wise-cracking curly-haired girl with the big boobs who stands straight and always has a witty comment at the ready. Hopefully, someday they will become deep, complicated friendships as well. But the ones that are the messiest are those that we've had for 10, 15, 20 years. You get into a fight, or get angry, and you realize that you're fighting about things that you've been fighting about for a decade... and you'll still be fighting about in the next decade. You can't hide what you were, your old insecurities or demons in the closet - they've got your number down. They've seen it all, they've heard it all, they lived it with you. Those are the friendships that, sometimes, we take for granted. Sometimes you forget that, while theroetically, you could end the friendship and walk away, in reality, it's not that simple. Thhose moments of rage are just that. By virture of the tentacles that we've twined into each other's lives and hearts, they have become your sisters and brothers. They are the ones who will be there when your life falls apart and your heart lies in broken pieces like shattered glass on the floor. They're the ones that will unfailingly show up anytime, anywhere, for anything. They're the ones you would do the same for without a moment's hesitation or thought to the contrary. And when we're reminded of how incredibly valuable those lifeline relationships are, we need to remember to value them more than anything else in the entire world.
"In prosperity our friends know us; in adversity we know our friends."
But friendships are different. People that we've known for 2 or 3 or 5 years are easy (relatively speaking) - we've changed, but not that much. You take each other at face value for the present, because that's all you know. The friends I've made in college or at work didn't know me at a skinny 5th grader with braces and glasses, her nose stuffed in a book with zero self-esteem. They may know of that middle schooler, but they never met her. They know the loud, jovial, wise-cracking curly-haired girl with the big boobs who stands straight and always has a witty comment at the ready. Hopefully, someday they will become deep, complicated friendships as well. But the ones that are the messiest are those that we've had for 10, 15, 20 years. You get into a fight, or get angry, and you realize that you're fighting about things that you've been fighting about for a decade... and you'll still be fighting about in the next decade. You can't hide what you were, your old insecurities or demons in the closet - they've got your number down. They've seen it all, they've heard it all, they lived it with you. Those are the friendships that, sometimes, we take for granted. Sometimes you forget that, while theroetically, you could end the friendship and walk away, in reality, it's not that simple. Thhose moments of rage are just that. By virture of the tentacles that we've twined into each other's lives and hearts, they have become your sisters and brothers. They are the ones who will be there when your life falls apart and your heart lies in broken pieces like shattered glass on the floor. They're the ones that will unfailingly show up anytime, anywhere, for anything. They're the ones you would do the same for without a moment's hesitation or thought to the contrary. And when we're reminded of how incredibly valuable those lifeline relationships are, we need to remember to value them more than anything else in the entire world.
"In prosperity our friends know us; in adversity we know our friends."
May 01, 2006
Like Steve McQueen...
We got rockstars in the Whitehouse
All our popstars look like porn
All my heroes hit the highway
They don't hang out here no more
You can call me anytime
You can page me all night long
But you won't catch this freebird
I'll already be long gone
Like Steve McQueen
All we need's a fast machine
And we're gonna make it all right...
~Sheryl Crow
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