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Jan. 9th, 2006 11:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm busy as hell at work, am not exactly forthcoming, and always make fun of things like this, but I'll post it anyway:
Necessary modifications:
We know something about each other. Anyone who says "you only know what I post here" paints a stupid picture because well, yes, that is what we know about you, and therefore all the material we have to judge you by. If I come across as a know-it-all in LJ, then you know me as a know-it-all unless we've otherwise interacted. So you know about me what I ~want~ you to know about me, and that's cool. I probably know less about you than you want me to know because I have a mind like a steel sieve.
I have no illusions that I'm close with many of you.
I hope the inverse is true.
And that's fine. It would be incredibly rude to tell any person "You're not my best friend" although it is (almost) necessary for any number of known people to not be a "best friend". It's simply in the telling. On the other hand, there's a weird expectation that LJ-Friend = Friend, and that "Friend" means vastly different things to different people at different times.
So instead of posting anything that matters in the slightest, and not doing work for 10 minutes, I examined a Livejournals meme.
I'm so cool it hurts.
Ask as you will.
I'm screening comments because of the um...mixed audience this journal has, and so you may ask almost anything with impunity.
WARNING: I might lie.
The problem with LJ: We all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.
Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.
Necessary modifications:
We know something about each other. Anyone who says "you only know what I post here" paints a stupid picture because well, yes, that is what we know about you, and therefore all the material we have to judge you by. If I come across as a know-it-all in LJ, then you know me as a know-it-all unless we've otherwise interacted. So you know about me what I ~want~ you to know about me, and that's cool. I probably know less about you than you want me to know because I have a mind like a steel sieve.
I have no illusions that I'm close with many of you.
I hope the inverse is true.
And that's fine. It would be incredibly rude to tell any person "You're not my best friend" although it is (almost) necessary for any number of known people to not be a "best friend". It's simply in the telling. On the other hand, there's a weird expectation that LJ-Friend = Friend, and that "Friend" means vastly different things to different people at different times.
So instead of posting anything that matters in the slightest, and not doing work for 10 minutes, I examined a Livejournals meme.
I'm so cool it hurts.
Ask as you will.
I'm screening comments because of the um...mixed audience this journal has, and so you may ask almost anything with impunity.
WARNING: I might lie.
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Date: 2006-01-09 04:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 04:53 pm (UTC)Angry music for when I'm angry: Frontline Assembly or Suicide Commando
Angry music for existential crises: Coil
Angry music for angsty programming: UNKLE
Angry music for sex/fighting: This Morn Omina
Angry music for pissall anger's own sake!: Consolidated
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Date: 2006-01-09 04:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 05:04 pm (UTC)My father - people still mistake me for him on the phone
My grandfather - we still talk in dreams
Faidra - because love's the only engine of survival
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Date: 2006-01-09 05:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 05:05 pm (UTC)There should either be NO birdhouses, because it's the fucking woods and they can make their homes in the trees, or there should be enough birdhouses for ALL of the birds!
I propose we cut down the entire forest, use the wood and area thus provided to build ten thousand birdhouses, and it'll all make MUCH MORE SENSE.
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Date: 2006-01-09 05:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 07:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 05:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 07:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 07:54 pm (UTC)It had something to do with Jean Baudrillard, best known for his formulation of the notion of hyperreality, and in particular hyperreality in the United States. According to Baudrillard, America has constructed itself a world that is more 'real' than real, and where those inhabiting it are obsessed with timelessness, perfection, and objectification of the self. Furthermore, authenticity has been replaced by copy (thus reality is replaced by a substitute), and nothing is "real," though those engaged in the illusion are incapable of seeing it. Instead of having experiences, people observe spectacles, via real or metaphorical control screens. Instead of the real, we have simulation and simulacra.
But really, things tended to unfold as they should. We communicate. She is able to pry thoughts and feelings out of me like no one else ever has been able to do, but more often than not, doesn't have to pry. We have wild weasel sex. She's the kindest person I ever met, challenges me, and believes in me.
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Date: 2006-01-09 05:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 08:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-01-09 05:25 pm (UTC)How do comments about being asian really make you feel?
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Date: 2006-01-09 07:15 pm (UTC)Roundeyes.
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Date: 2006-01-09 05:48 pm (UTC)Also, who's your favorite cock?
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Date: 2006-01-09 07:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 06:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 07:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 06:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 07:26 pm (UTC)I also have a birthmark on my right side abdomen, balanced carefully with a small mole on the opposite side of my body. I'm pretty sure the mole holds the birthmark in place.
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Date: 2006-01-09 06:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 07:21 pm (UTC)"Yeargh! Sponges!!"
Date: 2006-01-09 06:31 pm (UTC)Re: "Yeargh! Sponges!!"
Date: 2006-01-09 07:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 06:33 pm (UTC)am i part of any?
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Date: 2006-01-09 07:58 pm (UTC)why ask obvious qwestions, again?
Date: 2006-01-09 06:41 pm (UTC)given the choice do you prefer working with people, animals, or machines?
what is the most exhausted you have ever been?
what is the most expensive thing you have ever broken?
where would you be now, and doing what, given the wherewithal?
which of your ingrained tendencies have you had cause to haul out and examine lately?
which language would you like to learn most?
what's the title of the book you'd like to write?
[other than lj, i guess] what do you do when you should be working?
when was the last time you did something that was previously out of the qwestion?
Re: why ask obvious qwestions, again?
Date: 2006-01-09 08:20 pm (UTC)Being bullied by girls.
given the choice do you prefer working with people, animals, or machines?
Specific people.
what is the most exhausted you have ever been?
Eustress: long night of dancing, panting on the floor.
Distress: dehydration under similar circumstances, panting on the floor.
what is the most expensive thing you have ever broken?
Either my father's Suburban truck, or some nice girl named Kim.
where would you be now, and doing what, given the wherewithal?
a single finger trailing in the meditteranean
which of your ingrained tendencies have you had cause to haul out and examine lately?
assuming the worse for closer friends
which language would you like to learn most?
Greek and/or Korean
what's the title of the book you'd like to write?
Blasphemy of the Holy Spirit
[other than lj, i guess] what do you do when you should be working?
Reading random crap on wikipedia, occasionally sneak into WoW to check on guild things. It ain't easy being Caliph!
when was the last time you did something that was previously out of the qwestion?
Besides the 12 impossible things before breakfast, I'd say -- against societal mores, New Year's Eve *wink to co-conspirators*, against personal habit, last night, another open conversation with The Greek.
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Date: 2006-01-09 06:57 pm (UTC)~the lad
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Date: 2006-01-09 08:02 pm (UTC)Some place like New York would have a limited time appeal for me, just for the sake of being in it.
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Date: 2006-01-09 07:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 08:40 pm (UTC)Setting fire to things down by the creek.
Regress a little further for catching reptiles and amphibians.
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Date: 2006-01-09 09:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-09 09:54 pm (UTC)Later, we began chatting via an email list, began meeting in person and she hunted me down/I stole her.
Really, Baudrillard had lots to do with it.
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Date: 2006-01-09 10:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-10 04:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-10 12:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-10 04:34 pm (UTC)why?
Date: 2006-01-10 01:16 am (UTC)~b
Re: why?
Date: 2006-01-10 04:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-10 02:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-10 04:21 pm (UTC)so...
Date: 2006-01-10 08:08 am (UTC)(and feel free to bypass any ultra sensitive topics, I'm more interested in hearing what changes in perpective may have resulted over the this period)
Re: so...
Date: 2006-01-10 04:25 pm (UTC)Sometimes people need to hear difficult things. I tend to despise the "Oh, I'm honest therefore I'll be a bitch/bastard" sort, so I try to be someone who can be helpfully critical of someone's life/attitude/behaviour/problems without being a bitch/bastard. I have tended to fail at this, and have lost friends. This has been variably worthwhile - some I regret, some I don't but I miss them, and some were right but caused more pain than was worth it. This is probably the widest ranging point I'd have changed, if not necessarily the deepest.
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Date: 2006-01-10 04:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-10 04:41 pm (UTC)But to answer your question:
In a general sense, are you happy now? What can be done to increase your happiness?