I'm Just Going To Keep Doing This Until Something Makes Me Stop
21 June 2002
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I'm Just Going To Keep Doing This Until Something Makes Me Stop
21 June 2002
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4:25 PM: Great. Co-ordinated spam:
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Mochas disappear way too fast. How big would one have to be to last long enough? Hmm. Maybe Big Gulp-sized. God, just imagine it. A 32-oz. double - no, triple - no, quintuple mocha in one of those big styrofoam cups. With a straw. Oh yes.
So I've been looking at HotOrNot again lately for god-knows-what reason, I don't have enough to oy about I guess. It's a weird space. One might get the idea that everyone my age is, oh, a bit on the dull side. I think though that's a selection illusion. The only people on there who are my age are either horndog losers - i.e. men - or generally unsuccessful in the Luuv Game. Not a universally true conclusion, but roughly true. Not so much true for the youngsters, who are just playing around and are anyway irresistably drawn to the idea of replacing the vague anxiety over one's place in the herd with a definitive numeric score. Maybe a crappy score, sure, but at least you know.
Anyways, on HotOrNot, they're mostly not, though sometimes they are. What's more interesting is when they're occasionally brutally honest:
"I'm yet another resource consuming kid in an overpopulated planet, raised to an alarming extent by Madison Ave. & Hollywood, poised with my cynical and alienated peers to take over the world when you're old & weak."
[UPDATE: D'oh. This is a Calvin and Hobbes quote. Well, it's still alarming.]
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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