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Quite Possibly the best My Space Intro

This was on a friend of a friend - but when I see a profile of someone on my space I can't help but read the profile. So this was on a friend of a friends - but its too good not to post.
May I can relate to a lot of this and that is why I like it.

The Profile

I've learned.......that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in... I've learned that one good turn gets most of the blankets. I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just jackasses. (And will ask you to MC their Wedding)-LOl I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes suspicion, not proof, to destroy it. I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others - they are more screwed up than you think. I've learned that it is not what you wear; it is how you take it off. I've learned that you can keep vomiting long after you think you're finished.(Jen, I swore I will never ever drink like I did that nite-Curse the man or woman who invented chocolate martinis!) I've learned to not sweat the petty things, and not pet the sweaty things. I've learned that I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy it. Most importantly Ive Leaned.................. I've learned that ex's are like fungus, and keep coming back. (Get a Life, I dont want you anymore and cant remember why I wanted you then.)

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July 2, 2006 | Permalink | Comments (0) | This is del.icio.us!! | TrackBack (0)

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Writing in 2006

Does it take more to raise awareness than a few like-minded individuals in a crowded room? People conversing over caviar and cold cocktails about the latest fad issue seeking meaning and purpose in a crowded room to justify their mundane lives. Do these people ever get anything done? anything substantial that is.

I spoke to a lot of friends who have expressed interest in writing. What sparks interest in being a writer anyway? Is there a human need, an innate desire to tell your story? Oral traditions are part of a natural instinct to pass on the knowledge and wisdom that you have acquired to get by. Some people want the fame, fortune and celebrity that comes with being on a best seller list. Others want the entourage of self serving love interests.  At least they believe with all the romance novels they will never be that lonely. Many want to live their alter egos on the pages of their prose. Technical designer by day, Harlequin Romance writer by night. Some people want to tell you how they did great things like Bill Clinton’s titles, or simply how to do things better Emeril’s cook books quickly come to mind. But for whatever reason, fact or fiction, people want a say.

Millions of books are printed yearly. It turns out no one really writes any more. Forget about what’s published by the large houses like Random House and Reuters, Scholastic. Look at the millions of bloggers on line. Getting out what they had for dinner, how they got their first job etc. They are on social networks. Writing away profiles. Telling stories through their flicker accounts and picasso pages about who got married and what they did last summer. All without ever setting a pen to paper. Life Scripted. When I get older I will not have to worry about forgetting my youth. I can just relive it by reading my blog. It will be great. Where are we going?

People don’t write anymore. They don’t wait for memoirs to get notices. They don’t walk on a wire between the WTC to gain publicity. They set up a free page on blogger and start ranting on about their lives. No bother sending updated new address cards. Just update you’re my space profile with  your latest email address and your friends and family will never lose touch.

I always thought it would be fun to write. Not because I thought I was particularly good, but only because I thought I had something profound to say. But everyone thinks that what they have to say is slightly profound in some respect anyway.

I started a blog, to tell my story. To stay in touch with friends I never see. Then I got too busy,  I stopped blogging. There go my interest waning. I started focusing on my “Career”. I really can’t commit to any one thing. I usually find myself immersed in one thing for a little while and then quickly moving on to something else. Its easy enough to simply to want to be rich. Its another thing working hard to earn what it takes to become a billionaire. How do you stay true to your self without settling. You can’t will yourself to be thin and beautiful or can you? It seems that some people can. But for every smiling face you see there is a long dark road that lies behind. A road you never had to travel. You were lucky enough to avoid the pitch black journey of thick wooded jungle only getting glimpsing of the sun drenched coast that lies before you now.

So tell me how you do it. What gets you up in the morning. What preempts you to hit snooze just for ten more minutes? Maybe you should write about it. You might have an entourage to travel with you next time to that hum drum fund raiser to raise awareness about the next popular social cause. Maybe then I could blog about it .

June 17, 2006 in Milestones | Permalink | Comments (0) | This is del.icio.us!! | TrackBack (1)

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Life is Backwards!!!

This is from a fwd my  sister sent to me. Its pretty funny, and reflects very out of the box thinking - so thanks Ang for this one!

>>The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends.
>>I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time.
>>What do you get in the end of it? A death. What's
>>that, a bonus? I think the life cycle is all backwards.
>>
>>You should die first, you know, start out dead, get it
>>out of the way. You wake up in a an old age home,
>>feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being
>>too healthy, go collect your pension, then, when you start
>>work, you get a gold watch on your first day. You work
>>40 years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement.
>>You drink like a fish, party your ass off, and screw anything
>>that moves - you've only got a few years left, so why not?!?
>>
>>Then you get ready for High School. You go to primary school,
>>you become a kid, you play,
>>you have no responsibilities, you
>>
>>become a baby, then, you spend your last 9 months floating
>>peacefully with luxuries like central heating, spa, room service
>>on tap, larger quarters everyday, and then you finish off as
>>an orgasm!
>>

April 30, 2006 | Permalink | Comments (0) | This is del.icio.us!! | TrackBack (0)

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The quote

The quote
Its from Grey's anatomy believe or not. I guess today's great writers now are staffed at made for TY dramas.

April 30, 2006 | Permalink | Comments (0) | This is del.icio.us!! | TrackBack (0)

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The Gaurdian

I went to see this play this weekend about media representation of the Iraq War and the Abu Graid Prison Scandal called the Gaurdians at the Culture Project.

Guardians

It was a pretty heavy show. But, Kate Moenning "Shane" from the "L Word"

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was there and I got my Playbill signed by her. My friend asked her why she came back to do a play in such a small theartre. She replied that she liked it. I guess there is no match for a live audience. Pretty cool though. She seemed nice and the play was great. Katemoenning

April 11, 2006 in New York | Permalink | Comments (0) | This is del.icio.us!! | TrackBack (0)

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