Thursday, November 06, 2008
... ya know ....
It's been a really long time since I posted.
I have nothing to say. I just wanted to see if I could guess my own password. It's all become a little fuzzy with the google password and all that.
I've been all about the facebook lately, but thougt I'd dust the cobwebs off blogger.
I think status updates on facebook are turning people into better writers. Like a haiku, it demands an economy of words that would benefit most any blog, including mine.
I've been a facebook fiend since discovering it. But it's worth remembering that even though it feels a little like socializing, it really isn't. And it feels like writing but it really isn't.
Writing and socializing are both things I need to do more of.
Facebook does help alleviate a sense of isolation that's developed since moving to LA. LA is not good if you've got a bit of agoraphobia, or a shitload of it.
I lived in Manhattan for fifteen years and it really rattled me. It's just too much stimuli. LA is better but it's still a lot. I've never lived as an adult anyplace other than these preposterously large cities and I often fantasize about living in a more human-scaled city. I'd like to try that some time.
I've got nothing to add on the election, I think I said everything I've got to say in my snarky status updates on FB.
All I've really got is that I've decided that idiots are toxic and I need to limit my exposure to them. I had to listen to that Sarah Palin - who is a world class moron. But for the time being, I don't have to listen to her inane bullshit anymore so I'm going to try to avoid idiots as much as possible. It's bad for the soul.
I've taken to pruning the trees around my apartment building and it's been the best thing. Physical activity, genuine aesthetics and having to work around and with both nature and her wisdom and the previous gardeners who have pruned those trees with no wisdom.
I'm feeling like I'm in a liminal zone. Whatever the previous lives I've led are over and some sort of new chapter is starting but I don't what it is and can't actually picture it.
I do feel that profound and some ways delicious agitation I tend to get right before I DO SOMETHING.
I have nothing to say. I just wanted to see if I could guess my own password. It's all become a little fuzzy with the google password and all that.
I've been all about the facebook lately, but thougt I'd dust the cobwebs off blogger.
I think status updates on facebook are turning people into better writers. Like a haiku, it demands an economy of words that would benefit most any blog, including mine.
I've been a facebook fiend since discovering it. But it's worth remembering that even though it feels a little like socializing, it really isn't. And it feels like writing but it really isn't.
Writing and socializing are both things I need to do more of.
Facebook does help alleviate a sense of isolation that's developed since moving to LA. LA is not good if you've got a bit of agoraphobia, or a shitload of it.
I lived in Manhattan for fifteen years and it really rattled me. It's just too much stimuli. LA is better but it's still a lot. I've never lived as an adult anyplace other than these preposterously large cities and I often fantasize about living in a more human-scaled city. I'd like to try that some time.
I've got nothing to add on the election, I think I said everything I've got to say in my snarky status updates on FB.
All I've really got is that I've decided that idiots are toxic and I need to limit my exposure to them. I had to listen to that Sarah Palin - who is a world class moron. But for the time being, I don't have to listen to her inane bullshit anymore so I'm going to try to avoid idiots as much as possible. It's bad for the soul.
I've taken to pruning the trees around my apartment building and it's been the best thing. Physical activity, genuine aesthetics and having to work around and with both nature and her wisdom and the previous gardeners who have pruned those trees with no wisdom.
I'm feeling like I'm in a liminal zone. Whatever the previous lives I've led are over and some sort of new chapter is starting but I don't what it is and can't actually picture it.
I do feel that profound and some ways delicious agitation I tend to get right before I DO SOMETHING.
