my bitch of the day.
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gfrancieThere are days when I can only take so much post-modern irony.
That is why I can only read the stranger in small doses.
Here is a huge group of people so self-aware, that sometimes it feels like one long Spaulding Grey monologue on cheap newsprint.
Oh what the hell am I talking about? I have a livejournal.
*sighs*
nevermind....
Seriously though, it feels like there is a certain group of people who can't enjoy something for all its sentimental sincerity.
These are the people who listen to Dolly Parton for the irony value and I just can't stand that.
It makes me think they are souless.
Which is kind of sad. I ought to send a sympathy card to their parents. "sorry your kid is too busy being a wanker to genuinely care for something"
I would like to know when it became terribly uncool to have sweet joy for anything in life?
I suppose it would mean you would have to be vunerable to the moment.
I hate being vulnerable, but I figure I can let myself be vulnerable enough to sincerely enjoy things like romantic comedies where everyone lives happily ever after, hot dishes, and music of Barry Manilow. (so maybe I am secretly a 67 year old jewish woman)
Maybe I am happier for it.
Why do I read the stranger? because I am a masochist.
Thank you.
That is why I can only read the stranger in small doses.
Here is a huge group of people so self-aware, that sometimes it feels like one long Spaulding Grey monologue on cheap newsprint.
Oh what the hell am I talking about? I have a livejournal.
*sighs*
nevermind....
Seriously though, it feels like there is a certain group of people who can't enjoy something for all its sentimental sincerity.
These are the people who listen to Dolly Parton for the irony value and I just can't stand that.
It makes me think they are souless.
Which is kind of sad. I ought to send a sympathy card to their parents. "sorry your kid is too busy being a wanker to genuinely care for something"
I would like to know when it became terribly uncool to have sweet joy for anything in life?
I suppose it would mean you would have to be vunerable to the moment.
I hate being vulnerable, but I figure I can let myself be vulnerable enough to sincerely enjoy things like romantic comedies where everyone lives happily ever after, hot dishes, and music of Barry Manilow. (so maybe I am secretly a 67 year old jewish woman)
Maybe I am happier for it.
Why do I read the stranger? because I am a masochist.
Thank you.
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My folks would appreciate a card...
Date: 2003-08-06 04:56 pm (UTC)Re: My folks would appreciate a card...
Date: 2003-08-06 04:59 pm (UTC)Re: My folks would appreciate a card...
Date: 2003-08-06 05:04 pm (UTC)Following the party line can be difficult some times, even for a sad pomo bastid such as myself. I'm just glad I work off-site, so I don't have to drink PBR and listen to NKOTB all day.
Re: My folks would appreciate a card...
Date: 2003-08-06 05:20 pm (UTC)I understand it though, a person needs to make a little cash.
I work for an evil bookstore chain so I can have health insurance.
Ah being a whore...
Re: My folks would appreciate a card...
Date: 2003-08-06 05:01 pm (UTC)But still...there is writing that occurs that makes me wonder.
I just wonder sometimes about a few of the people.
Yeah I am a snob, but I am a nice snob.
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Date: 2003-08-06 05:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-08-06 05:21 pm (UTC)I decided early on with the amount of depression I suffered from I didn't want it to win.
Being a clinically depressed four year old takes it toll.
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Date: 2003-08-06 08:14 pm (UTC)Because....one day....one of them will make sense...god damnnit!
One day....
O_O
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Date: 2003-08-07 07:45 am (UTC)