Getting a word in edgewise
Dear posters of personal ads
I want to see your face before your ass or dick. Pictures displaying nothing else are essentially completely useless in determining whether or not I’d want to associate with you. Well, other than to tell me that you’re an idiot more interested in emphatically communicating what you want sexually than in providing me with information about yourself.
Love, scu
So, thanks to tardis freebsd is working better on my laptop than ever before. Now all I have to do is get java working under galeon (I’ll find it somewhere in /usr/ports, I’m sure), pick my multinetwork chat client, and setup sound, so that I can play my mp3s (about which I am less optimistic) and I’ll be good to go. =)
For those of you unfamiliar with chuck, see http://www.mckusick.com/beastie/index.html
Much thanks to nuns for the detailed advice on bike setup. I’m now biking around with loaded panniers, and my knees are fine. Go Bill =)
“To a man with a hammer, everything looks like a nail.”
Allow me to paraphrase. “To a man with skill in symbolic manipulation, everything looks like a word problem.” Sometimes, and yet, sometimes, “To a man with little skill in handling his emotions, everything looks like a problem about handling his emotions”.
I have this theory that alot of bad fantasy fiction is about the very notion that any goal can be accomplished through symbolic manipulation. And it’s truly an addictive idea. But the truth is that commitment, effort, time, and sacrifice are generally necessary for the real accomplishment. Symbolic manipulation may help, and in some cases, may be necessary, but it ain’t pulling the cart all on it’s own.
And my relationship and work troubles aren’t word problems either. They are emotional problems. And no cleverly phrased dissection of verbage will change that.
I just had a big ol slut moment. More like slut half hour. No bodily contact or orgasms or anything like that were involved, but men who look like that should not be allowed in the lockerroom with me. Especially not ones who are ambiguously flirting with me.
You sit there, legs crossed, dressed in ragged black.
Patient, calm, waiting. Your blue eyes steady on me.
I pretend nothing is wrong, but you are not fooled.
And while I sleep, you hold me, and lick away my salt tears.
I thought he hated my guts. Now he’s asking after pics of me with full frontal nudity (which, btw, I don’t have). Wacky.
So, being fed up with the ads bombarding me with pictures of mostly to entirely naked (but carefully posed) men with bodies the likes of which I very rarely see in real life, I took one of those wild stabs in the net and found queer.net. I wasn’t terribly surprised to see it be something of the form “I don’t know what I want to put here yet, but I want to make it a place where you can feel free to express your inner being, without hookups and pictures of naked guys”. Undirected idealism is only mildly more appealing to me than heavily targeted advertising focused only on sex and clothes.
So, I have photos (that I will assemble into a webpage tomorrow) of some of my furniture that I’m selling. I have a FoaF (whom I met, and know a little about and who seems pretty live-with-able) who is looking into shared housing foo in berkeley, and I have database stuff to do in the morning for the aclu. Haven’t had much facetime outside spanish class, and my boss coming in for informational/motivational meetings with me. Is it any surprise I’m up late looking for human contact online (pst, Stephen, here’s a clue, looking in the wrong place, go home, sleep, hang out with friends, when they’re conscious).
Watching ‘como aqua para chocolate’ (like water for chocolate) for class tomorrow. So. Damn. Tired.
See yinz tomorrow
Well, I downloaded everything from my camera, and put it on a web server. Plus some old stuff. go to http://delight.andrew.cmu.edu/scu/photos/ for a complete listing. For those of you interested in pictures of the ms150 bikeride or the stuff I’m selling there are the respective links.
I will actually turn the stuff I’m selling into a complete and more informative webpage. As for the rest, I may well do so if I get around to it =)