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Busy, busy, busy…

25 March 2011 Leave a comment

I swear I’ll finish up here, but my Margaret Cho stuff came in today… and it’s just that I just started watching this movie, Bam Bam and Celeste, and it’s fucking awesome. Anyone who thinks otherwise is an evil dictator who sucks ass. There is one catch, though, and that is that you must be able to identify with the characters and the settings in which they are placed. The movie isn’t meant for those with similarities to the antagonists within. And it just so happens that those types makeup for the majority of our country’s midwestern population.

“If you don’t look good, that’s not our problem.” – Salon Mirage
“You know, if I had wanted a funny line, I would’ve ripped one off your face.” – Jackie
“I haven’t had a date in like four years. I probably grew my virginity back.” – Celeste

And thanks to the WordPress app constantly falling apart, I lost this post and now my quotes are fucked. Yes, the movie was awesome and funny. Yes, this app is a piece of… you know. I’ll edit when the movie is over, but I’ve totally lost the motivation to go on about my busy-ness. In a nutshell… I’ve been doing some hardcore studying.

Anyway. I did come across two things on FB to lift my spirits. I think they were totally worth saving.

1. A bumper sticker “Don’t panic, I’m Hispanic.”
2. Suicidal green army man

Categories: movie!, posted from ipad

Definitions, revisited: weblog, My little secret

13 March 2011 Leave a comment

Psssh. The word “blog” is just a shortened term for “web log.” How disappointing. Oh well. On the bright side, with this second post and my new found knowledge of blogs, I hereby define these writings as a not-so-carefully compiled “blog!” Yay!

I started on a blog at typepad earlier today, but then I lost interest in their lack of free stuff and moved to WordPress. The typepad address? Overly entertaining blog value in that one.

I’ve attached a video. This’ll help you understand. Pay attention!

And now I know how to embed a youtube video. Good for me.

Hmm? You say something? My secret? Oh. That.

The secret is that I can’t keep my own secrets. I make no follies when keeping the secrets of others, but when I have my own I can’t help but feel the need to tell someone. Oh, how I love validation.

I began this blog in secret, privacy settings to the max. A few hours after my first post, someone must’ve relieved those settings of their duties. So here I am, secret free.

Not good enough? The real secret has already been given away elsewhere in this post. I can’t just shout it out, I haven’t even formulated an opinion about it yet.

Once upon a time I had a journal

13 March 2011 Leave a comment

While thinking about what to write about, now that I’m starting back up with a blog, it occurred to me that at one point I absolutely despised the word “blog” itself. To me, it sounded like either some thing or some sound that might slip out with the occurrence of some accidental body function. Either way, it wasn’t anything others would be likely to find all that pleasant. At this point, I’ve overcome my fear of the word, although, for the life of me I cannot recall how the word came about.

Still, what I feel I’m doing here is journaling, and likely about personal matters, for most part. When I think of the word “blog” now, I tend to think of online documentation written by a person, or persons, for a specific purpose. A purpose assumed to be informative, perhaps even important, in nature. Now, when it comes to my endeavor of the moment, publishing a personal online journal, I tend to think of my previous, loosely-laid definition, of the word “blog.” Unpleasant. Synonyms: abhorrent, disagreeable, displeasing, distasteful, fierce, grody, gross, icky, irksome, lousy, nasty, objectionable, obnoxious, poisonous, repulsive, rotten, sour, troublesome, unacceptable, unattractive, uncool, undesirable, unhappy, unlikable, unlovely, unpalatable, yucky.

Now that we’ve gone through definitions, it’s time to identify the problem. At what point does does someone’s personal online journal grow up into a full grown blog?

I used to keep a journal on the online social writing network “LiveJournal” from the time I was around 19 years old until somewhere around 23. It was the only written documentation of my life that I’d kept. It could bore anyone with a myriad of daily musings, observations, complaints, etc., things I’d never want to read if they weren’t written about my particular life.

As online friendships grew, there were a few people who would frequent my little diary, and, from time to time someone would come in from a random search, but I’d say the majority of visitors were ex-boyfriends and one or two friends I’d asked to participate. Well, guess what? I’m old now. And I don’t have any ex-boyfriends, they’re all dead.