So, I'm in a bit of a funk. I'm not reading. I'm not writing. I'm not dating. I'm not doing much of anything at the moment. I'm a bit apathetic at the moment.
But oddly enough, I do care about the fact that I don't care.
Why?
I couldn't tell ya. Maybe it has something to do with the change of time or the phase of the moon or the fact that there's nothing happening in my life right now. I feel a bit stagnant and I have no idea how to create something exciting.
How do I know that I'm in a rut?
Here is a typical phone conversation with me.
You: Hey! How's it going?
Me: Good. And you?
You: Great. What's going on with you.
Me: Nothing much as usual. Just working...and working.
You: Are you dating anyone?
(strained silence)
Me: Not in the past like ten years.
(awkward silence)
You: Oh, well. I'm sure something will come along soon.
Me (defensively): What? Is that your way of saying that I need to get laid?
You (timidly): No, I'm just saying you're a great girl and I'm sure that something will come along soon.
Me: You saying that I'm a great girl is like saying I have a great personality. Why don't you just advertise that I'm a fat, lonely girl. Why don't we get one of those sandwhich boards that you see those idiots on corners wearing and parade me up and down the 16th Street Mall. The sign can say 'I'm a great girl with a good personality.' For a little bit of irony let's add 'And I'm not at all desperate. Here's my phone number 303-123-4567.'
You: Well, I've got to go.
Me: Fine. Leave me to wonder where my life is going. Leave me in a nihilistic hell. I'm only going through an existential crisis but don't let me disturb you life.
You: Lunch tomorrow?
Me: See you at 1.
You: Later.
Me: Later.
Well, most of that is true (y'all can guess which parts).
You know what is going through my mind? 'The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again each time expecting a different result.'
That's what contributing to my rut. I do the same thing every day. I talk to the same people. I visit the same websites. I watch the same shows.
I need change. I need excitement.
I need a life.
*SIGH*
The magic has gone.
And in other news, one person who's not on crisis? John Mayer. He's actually funny. Check it out.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Hell anyone?
Let's go together. I'm on my way there right now. My handbasket should be here to pick me up at any moment.
I just finished watching 'Nip/Tuck' (one of the best shows on television btw) and there was a little person who has a significant part on the show. And being the curious person that I am, I got to thinking. What do I really know about little people?
A whole lot of nothing.
I do know that there are many forms of dwarfism. I do watch 'Little People Big World' afterall.
And it seems to me that Peter Dinklage who stars in the show, has one of the more 'lucky' forms. It also seems to me that Dinklage is a really funny name for a little person.
And that my friends is reason number one for going to hell.
As I continue to think, I wonder, in the way many normal people would, what his package would look like. I have heard that little people have normal heads and torsos but short arms and legs. That being said, he could, this little man, have a penis that hung halfway down his leg thereby giving the impression of some serious meat. I mean, there's no reason to believe that God would be so cruel as to give little men little pee pees (because let's face it, small penises are called pee pees).
Being a woman, I can honestly say that I would be let's say a bit put off if I got into bed with a man with a penis the size of a 9 year old. But then again, if I were to go to bed with a little person, I may have less than high expectations. I would be pleasantly surprised, however, if said person were hung like a horse, or at least looked the part. If a little person had a normal sized dick, it would look bigger than it actually was. It's a matter of perspective. Bigger objects seem smaller farther away and vice versa.
Ooops, my handbasket is here.
I just finished watching 'Nip/Tuck' (one of the best shows on television btw) and there was a little person who has a significant part on the show. And being the curious person that I am, I got to thinking. What do I really know about little people?
A whole lot of nothing.
I do know that there are many forms of dwarfism. I do watch 'Little People Big World' afterall.
And it seems to me that Peter Dinklage who stars in the show, has one of the more 'lucky' forms. It also seems to me that Dinklage is a really funny name for a little person.
And that my friends is reason number one for going to hell.
As I continue to think, I wonder, in the way many normal people would, what his package would look like. I have heard that little people have normal heads and torsos but short arms and legs. That being said, he could, this little man, have a penis that hung halfway down his leg thereby giving the impression of some serious meat. I mean, there's no reason to believe that God would be so cruel as to give little men little pee pees (because let's face it, small penises are called pee pees).
Being a woman, I can honestly say that I would be let's say a bit put off if I got into bed with a man with a penis the size of a 9 year old. But then again, if I were to go to bed with a little person, I may have less than high expectations. I would be pleasantly surprised, however, if said person were hung like a horse, or at least looked the part. If a little person had a normal sized dick, it would look bigger than it actually was. It's a matter of perspective. Bigger objects seem smaller farther away and vice versa.
Ooops, my handbasket is here.
Monday, October 30, 2006
If I ruled the world...
I have a t-shirt that says 'Everyone is entitled to my opinion.' People look at it and laugh, probably wondering why an adult has a shirt with Tweety Bird on the front. Little do they know that the shirt tells people in explicit terms what my personal philosphy is.
The world would be a much better place if everyone would just do what I said. My world would be one based on common sense, common decency, and equality.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm NOT a megalomaniac (much!). The world doesn't have to elect me as empress or give me huge amounts of money or even lavish praises upon me. They just have to listen to me and do what I say.
I'm a reasonable person. I wouldn't order people to walk off bridges. And although I'd be tempted to demand Colin Farrell as payment for my services, I'd refrain from indulging in my more base insticnts. I'd sit around on silken pillows, a Black Buddha. People from around the world would come and gather before me, patiently awaiting the pearls of wisdom that drop from my full, lush lips. (If this scene is in anyway reminiscent of the Princess Leia and Jabba the Hut, please keep that to yourself.)
So, you may be intrigued and ask yourself (or me)...
How would this world be different?
Well, here are just a few ways in which the world would change...
1. People would be free to marry whomever they choose. Now, please don't misunderstand, there are certain caveats to this satement. Such as people COULD NOT marry their siblings, children, cousins, aunts, uncles, or any combination therein. They COULD NOT marry animals. Now what Petey and Ole Bessie choose to do within the privacy of their barn is between them and God.
2. Everyone would be middle class. There would be an even distribution of monetary resources. Educators and Social Workers (such as myself) and Sanitary Engineers would be afforded the respect and remuneration that they so greatly deserve. No poverty or homelessnes would exist. I know that this sounds a bit socialist and I know that the US is a Free Market Economy, so I don't want to begrudge our entrenprenuers, so if people are able to become rich, there would be a requirement that businesses be socially responsible.
3. There would be National Healthcare. Enough said.
4. Quality education for all members of our society. Now, I'm not suggesting that everyone HAS TO go to college, but that there is an equal OPPORTUNITY to go to college. In my world, people choose not to attend college not because they're not prepared academically or technologically, or financially, but because they truly choose not to do so.
And THAT'S my world.
The world would be a much better place if everyone would just do what I said. My world would be one based on common sense, common decency, and equality.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm NOT a megalomaniac (much!). The world doesn't have to elect me as empress or give me huge amounts of money or even lavish praises upon me. They just have to listen to me and do what I say.
I'm a reasonable person. I wouldn't order people to walk off bridges. And although I'd be tempted to demand Colin Farrell as payment for my services, I'd refrain from indulging in my more base insticnts. I'd sit around on silken pillows, a Black Buddha. People from around the world would come and gather before me, patiently awaiting the pearls of wisdom that drop from my full, lush lips. (If this scene is in anyway reminiscent of the Princess Leia and Jabba the Hut, please keep that to yourself.)
So, you may be intrigued and ask yourself (or me)...
How would this world be different?
Well, here are just a few ways in which the world would change...
1. People would be free to marry whomever they choose. Now, please don't misunderstand, there are certain caveats to this satement. Such as people COULD NOT marry their siblings, children, cousins, aunts, uncles, or any combination therein. They COULD NOT marry animals. Now what Petey and Ole Bessie choose to do within the privacy of their barn is between them and God.
2. Everyone would be middle class. There would be an even distribution of monetary resources. Educators and Social Workers (such as myself) and Sanitary Engineers would be afforded the respect and remuneration that they so greatly deserve. No poverty or homelessnes would exist. I know that this sounds a bit socialist and I know that the US is a Free Market Economy, so I don't want to begrudge our entrenprenuers, so if people are able to become rich, there would be a requirement that businesses be socially responsible.
3. There would be National Healthcare. Enough said.
4. Quality education for all members of our society. Now, I'm not suggesting that everyone HAS TO go to college, but that there is an equal OPPORTUNITY to go to college. In my world, people choose not to attend college not because they're not prepared academically or technologically, or financially, but because they truly choose not to do so.
And THAT'S my world.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
I HATE Celebrities
I do. Well, most of them. Almost all of them. Now, I don't know these people personally, so I don't really hate them, just the idea of them in general. I hate that we've become a society that reveres them and obsesses about them. Myself included. (So there is a bit of self-loathing there.)
But as you may have read in a previous post, I'm more fascinated when bad things happen to them.
Is it jealousy? Of course that's a part of it. Who wouldn't have a little pang that these people get paid an inordinate amount of money for basically doing what we all can do? Not to say that many celebrities aren't talented because they are, most of them. But let's face it, it's possible that anyone could be an actor but how many people can be astrophysicists? I'm just saying.
However, I have a real problem with the way in which our society treat them and agrandizes them, as if they were somehow inherently worthy of such adoration for simply being famous. When in actuality the chance of being famous depends mainly on luck. The country is filled to the brim with talented actors and singers and dancers and blah blah blah. But they're not famous and 95% of them never will be. And the ones that are really are no different than anyone else on the street.
So why is it that we're a nation obsessed with celebrity? We love to love them and we love to hate them. We enjoy builiding them up until they're on a pedastal and then we enjoy tearing them down to the ground with almost cannibalistic pleasure. It happens all the time. Just look st the recent press on Madonna.
Now me, I've never even written a fan letter. I don't buy celebrity magazines or fashion magazines or even tabloids. Or any magazine in general. I don't see the point in wasting my money or time. I don't watch ET or Access Hollywood or The Insider. Same reason.
Now, I wish I can say that I don't watch television in general, but then I'd be lying. I watch more than my fair share of television. I'm obsessed with it. And movies. And music. I like to be entertained. But I don't mistake that the characters that I so enjoy on television are in any way representative of the actors that portray them. I don't think that famous people are special just because they're famous. I respect and admire their talent but there's a woman in my church choir with a voice that puts Whitney Houston to shame. And that puts things in perspective for me. I like people more than I like celebrities.
I don't know that everyone has that same perspective.
Case in point. Princess Diana and Mother Teresa both died within a relatively close proximity to one another. And yet, who's death garnered more attention? Who's funeral was broadcast in its entirety on two continents? Not Mother Teresa. Both women were known for their generosity and kindness (although I think that living with lepers for 40+ years takes a bit more precedent over 'visiting' orphanages, but again, that's just me).
Who am I to say that Mother Teresa's death was more important than Priness Diana's or that Mother Teresa was a better person than Diana?
I can't.
And neither should anyone else.
But as you may have read in a previous post, I'm more fascinated when bad things happen to them.
Is it jealousy? Of course that's a part of it. Who wouldn't have a little pang that these people get paid an inordinate amount of money for basically doing what we all can do? Not to say that many celebrities aren't talented because they are, most of them. But let's face it, it's possible that anyone could be an actor but how many people can be astrophysicists? I'm just saying.
However, I have a real problem with the way in which our society treat them and agrandizes them, as if they were somehow inherently worthy of such adoration for simply being famous. When in actuality the chance of being famous depends mainly on luck. The country is filled to the brim with talented actors and singers and dancers and blah blah blah. But they're not famous and 95% of them never will be. And the ones that are really are no different than anyone else on the street.
So why is it that we're a nation obsessed with celebrity? We love to love them and we love to hate them. We enjoy builiding them up until they're on a pedastal and then we enjoy tearing them down to the ground with almost cannibalistic pleasure. It happens all the time. Just look st the recent press on Madonna.
Now me, I've never even written a fan letter. I don't buy celebrity magazines or fashion magazines or even tabloids. Or any magazine in general. I don't see the point in wasting my money or time. I don't watch ET or Access Hollywood or The Insider. Same reason.
Now, I wish I can say that I don't watch television in general, but then I'd be lying. I watch more than my fair share of television. I'm obsessed with it. And movies. And music. I like to be entertained. But I don't mistake that the characters that I so enjoy on television are in any way representative of the actors that portray them. I don't think that famous people are special just because they're famous. I respect and admire their talent but there's a woman in my church choir with a voice that puts Whitney Houston to shame. And that puts things in perspective for me. I like people more than I like celebrities.
I don't know that everyone has that same perspective.
Case in point. Princess Diana and Mother Teresa both died within a relatively close proximity to one another. And yet, who's death garnered more attention? Who's funeral was broadcast in its entirety on two continents? Not Mother Teresa. Both women were known for their generosity and kindness (although I think that living with lepers for 40+ years takes a bit more precedent over 'visiting' orphanages, but again, that's just me).
Who am I to say that Mother Teresa's death was more important than Priness Diana's or that Mother Teresa was a better person than Diana?
I can't.
And neither should anyone else.
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