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Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Jack m'boy, that's how it is.

I know she said it's alright
But you can make it up next time
I know she knows it's not right
There ain't no use in lying
Maybe she thinks I know something
Maybe maybe she thinks its fine
Maybe she knows something I don't
I'm so, I'm so tired, I'm so tired of trying

It seems to me that maybe
It pretty much always means no
So don't tell me you might just let it go
And often times we're lazy
It seems to stand in my way
Cause no one NO not no one
Likes to be let down

I know she loves the sunrise
No longer sees it with her sleeping eyes
And I know that when she said she's gonna try
Well it might not work because of other ties and
I know she usually has some other ties
And I wouldn't want to break 'em, nah, I wouldn't want to break 'em
Maybe she'll help me to untie this but
Until then well, I'm gonna have to lie to you.
Currently Listening: Like the Exorcist but More Breakdancing
- Those who stayed


Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Lifted entirely from one of my most fav. web comics:

"She was smart, beautiful, funny and driven.

The kind of girl who could look good in white jeans while eating chocolate ice cream.

Her hair did exactly what she wanted by sheer force of will!

She was the only person I've ever met who coulod dot their i's with hearts and actually mean it...."

(and it continues)

"Have you ever been in a purely ironic relationship? I was and I didn't even realize  it. She loved me because it was hilarious that a girl like her would stoop to a guy like me. When it looked like I might finish college, that was the end of it."



Currently Listening: Dead Cities, Red Seas & Lost Ghosts
- Run Into Flowers


Friday, December 23, 2005

Home for the holidays. Smell that christmas cheer.

[16:57] morgendorffer7: mom thinks no one cares about christmas, dad is frustrated that you're never here. i hide out here, chill downstairs, or sleep.
[16:58] Mr Floyd Waters: so because i go out and socialize, chistmas is dead?
[16:58] morgendorffer7: something like that.
[16:58] Mr Floyd Waters: amazing
[16:58] Mr Floyd Waters: im like the college student that stole christmas
Currently Listening: Nightsongs
- Toxic Holiday


Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Wow, I haven't updated in ages and now probably isn't the best time with finals about to pull me within the circles of hell... But meh, there are few things on my mind worth mentioning so here we go. I’ll try and make a “normal” post at some point but those are just plain boring to write at times.

Clare, you and Lauren are slightly misguided in you're assertions that thefacebook/ AIM/ ipods/ technology in general are all ruining our lives. Allow me to explain. You're spot on about the value of face to face interactions. There is nothing else like it and real life human interaction is surely indispensable. But let’s not point out proverbial fingers at the wrong culprit...

"The problem with the facebook is that the purpose of dating is to get to know someone."

I don't buy it, dear. One of the MANY purposes of dating is to get to know someone but this is clearly not a problem with the facebook. Perhaps you have too much faith in the concise lists of interests, or maybe our ideas about dating are very different. I simply cannot blame any social degradation among college students on thefacebook itself. As its familiar blue homepage declares proudly, "The Facebook is an online directory that connects people through social networks at schools" and it does, very well in fact. I've found people in places that I thought I had lost contact with forever. Thanks to those clever programmers behind the book of face (and the internet, of course) I've rekindled old friendships, made some very valuable professional connections and can easily stay in touch with people scattered all over the country. Now that we have the official def. of what thefacebook is, let’s clarify what it's intended uses are. Once again, the sparse homepage offers us a WEALTH of information.

"You can use Facebook to:

  • Look up people at your school.
  • See how people know each other.
  • Find people in your classes and groups. "

Amazing. Of course the above list could be summed up pessimistically by stating simply that:

You can use Facebook to:

  • Stalk the HELL out of people.

Both characterizations are honest and true to the functionality of facebook, but they lead us to the same conclusion. Facebook is a TOOL that you may use for both good and evil. That's right, EVIL. Which, based on your claim that facebook is ruining our lives, leads me to think that the majority of people on thefacebook are making very poor or even evil use of it.

Stalking certainly isn't where this evil stops. By comparison facebook stalking is one of the more (and often completely) harmless uses. You alluded to a host of other destructive behaviors that people, consciously or not, are taking part in. Top of the list: screening others as potential mates based on their profiles. Facebook is NOT a dating service. No matter how much crap you put on that page it's still JUST a single webpage containing usually dry, superficial data about yourself. Yet you insist,

"The facebook allows you to screen your dates before they even happen, and if you don't like one little thing about the other person's facebook profile, you don't even ask him/her out."

Who DOES this?!? How horribly vapid and shallow is it to NEVER go on a date with someone because you read a single page about them and made the final "judgment" call. You clearly indicate the shortcomings of facebook as a dating tool; the ambiguity, inaccurate or misleading information, insignificance of the provided details, and of course there's no escape from being "socially retarded". I sincerely agree with your concerns, but they do not lead us to the conclusion that facebook is ruining our lives. The fact remains that the facebook is not meant for streamlining dating in such a detestable fashion, even if people insist on doing it anyway. Perhaps, instead of blaming the facebook, we should get to the root of the problem: Moronic and empty-headed individuals who misuse technology and feel that the only substance of a person can be condensed into HTML format and hyperlinks.

We have the solution, of course. It is, undeniably, real life, blood, sweat and tears, face to face human contact. With that said, everybody go join the facebook group "let's bring back the dying art of conversation!" It has a depressingly small membership (currently at 16 flesh and blood people)

Maybe the great book of face can save us from ourselves.

Note: AIM and ipods are separate and distinct technological phenomena that warrant their own critiques which I simply do not have time to write at the moment.

 

And a smattering of lyics...

 

I don't know what it is
But you got to do it
I don't know where to go
But you got to be there
I don't know where to fall
But I know that its comfortable where
I don't know where it is

Currently Listening: Want One
- I Don't Know What It Is


Monday, June 13, 2005

Soooo.... updating.... umm.... here's the rub:
7am wake up to my two little cousins saying "COUSIN JON, CHASE US! CHASE US! CHASE US!!!"
By 930 I'm at work
Make mad bank (by comparison of course)
Usually out around 530
Eat/ WoW in the evenings
sleep.

So not a whole lot going on m-f, The last couple weekends have found me in Palo Alto getting messed up and terrorizing yuppies.

Anna and I are still officially "seperated" which involves me getting awakened at 2am in the middle of the week to get yelled at and insulted for being emo earlier in the week. Note: "validate my feelings" does not mean "Sit there and take it you bastard, I hate you." Just in case anybody out there had some confusion on the use of the phrases.
Currently Playing: The New Romance



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