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Why I Am Blogging

Thursday, 31 July, 2003 at 12:22 pm

Okay … trying to think of things I thought about after reading Why Girls Are Weird …

Firstly, I don’t get more than 5 hits a day. ^_^;;; Isn’t that saad? :b I don’t mind really. Means I’m safe … from people knowing about me, and me not knowing about them. The people I know who read this blog: SM00, Adam, Noelle, Amanda, and Matt. Yup yup. I think SM00 and Adam also count as 70% or so of my hits. XP Well, that’s on my main site, anyway. Or here. The index page. On my whole domain, I get about … *checks last month’s stats* 250 hits per day. But that’s counting page views and such. Like frame layouts, they account for a lot of pages loading … Hm, about 80 visitors per day. o_O;;; *is scared all of a sudden* … *erases memory*

Okay! Moving on! So I get 5 hits on this page every day. That means not many people read this main page. I dunno what people are looking at otherwise. o.o Umm … I forget what my point is. >.> My point is not many people read this. So I could post almost anything I want. Almost. And since I don’t use real names of people who don’t want their real names used, there’s no security issue. And … I dunno. Forgot what I was thinking about.

Mmm … I don’t think anyone but people I know and Amanda read this blog regularly, so whatever I was thinking doesn’t really pertain to me. And … I’m not really all that personal in here, am I? That all goes into my other … things. Which no one can read, muahaha! *coughgagchoke* Umm … What’s a blog, anyway? See, convo from book (no spoilers, I don’t think):

>You should see the other journals out there. One girl is writing about how she’s a stripper with a drug habit. It’s such bullshit. You know she’s not, because if she was really doing all of the drugs she was bragging about, then she’d be too blitzed to figure out how to post a webpage. Actually, hers is really more like a blog.
>What’s a blog?
>You really don’t know anything about this, do you? Didn’t you read any journals before you started your own? Did you think you were the only one doing this?
>Why would you read something like that, like the stripper website?
>I get bored. They’re like soap operas. I can’t stop reading some of them. I can’t wait to see how they’re going to mess up their lives next. There’s this one guy who is totally stalking his ex-girlfriend, and he doesn’t seem to realize it. He keeps going on about how much he loves her, posting shitty poems, and the next day he’s whining about some restraining order she’s filed. It’s hysterical. I love him because he’s so clueless.
>That sounds awful.
>It’s so much fun. Either you’re reading someone like you, who writes about everything you can identify with, or it’s this total train wreck you can’t stop reading about. You just read about their pain and thank God you’re someone else. It really puts things into perspective knowing you’re not some poor bastard fired from his job because of a porn addiction.
>There’s a journal like that?
>There’s a journal like that.

Hmm, that may be a bit long. Anyway. Written by Pamela Ribon. Goood book! ^-^ And umm … so what’s a blog? What’s a journal? What’s a diary? I always thought a diary was personal thoughts and stuff and a journal was a recording of events. But then someone said it was the other way around. And now I’m all confused … And I don’t quite know what a blog is. I mean … I know the technical term. The one I remember is “a place for news or updates or a person’s personal journal.” Ohh welll …

tv, Wedding Banquet; reading; The Sims!

Sunday, 27 July, 2003 at 9:36 pm

Today was a television day. ^^;;; I didn’t intend to do that, though.

Last night before I went to bed I was attracted by my Barnes & Noble bags. ^^; Pulled out Why Girls are Weird. Seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever laughed that much reading a book. I mean, they weren’t rip-roaring, huge guffaws. But a slow, steady, stream of laughter. I reeeeally like that book. :D I read like the first 20 or 30 pages then. >.>

Today I woke up so tired, I couldn’t concentrate on reading like I wanted. I watched a lot of IFC. One movie ended (in fact they played the Box Scores just a little while after I started watching). Played a short film afterwards. Wow, it was interesting. o_o Hidek walked by and saw the screen and asked, “What are you watching?!” Baptism of Solitude, it was. Paul Bowles. Very cool. Never heard of him before, but still cool.

The Wedding Banquet started playing in the next time slot, so I watched that for 109 minutes. Yeah. I don’t see how that’s a comedy. O_o But still good. I noticed that the parts where they spoke English, I had to pay more attention than when I read the captions. ^^;;

After that went downstairs and ate leftovers of dinner last night. Daddy started watching Mr. Deeds. He left to get Jichan’s steel cabinet, so I watched it. Why? I have absolutely no idea. I guess it’s refreshing to see Adam Sandler in a rather clean movie. ^^;; Tried watching MTV2, MTV Hits, VH1, and VH1 Classic again, as I usually do. Settled for Topsy Turvy. The attempts at being Japanese cracked me up. ^_^;;;

Played The Sims after. Started playing with the Goth family. Failing miserably. -_-

Watched The Adventures of Pete and Pete with Mickey. I didn’t mean to. I just sat on the sofa and opened my book, but every time I got caught up in the episode. ^.^;;

Some time during the day I felt so tired that I just laid down on the floor and closed my eyes. I thought, ‘Hm, like The Sim— O_O’ x.x; And I haven’t really been playing all that much, either. Just maybe a couple hours every day. Not anything like Animal Crossing. x.x Although I don’t remember much from that period. ^^;;;

Trying to find the little quote thing that showed up at the beginning of Baptism of Solitude. I have no idea what I’m looking for, though, so … X( Pointless. Found this though. I like it. :D

“Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustable well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that is so deeply part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it. Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps 20. And yet it all seems limitless.”
–Paul Bowles, from The Sheltering Sky

Neverwhere and some tv viewing

Thursday, 3 July, 2003 at 1:10 am

I am very bored by my blog right now. Why? I dunno.

About 2 or 3 hours I tried to click on some window on my laptop, and the display froze. >.< I amazed myself. I was very cool and very collected and just picked up Neverwhere and started reading. XP I’ve started chapter eleven. O_O HOW COULD HE/SHE/IT?!?!?! *bangs* Not right, I say! Nooot riiiiiight! >.< Wooo. Two-thirds through the book. XD I started reading last Saturday, too.

“What,” asked Mr. Croup, “do you want?”
“What,” asked the marquis de Carabas, a little more rhetorically, “does anyone want?”
“Dead things,” suggested Mr. Vandamar. “Extra teeth.”
Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere

XDDD That makes me like Mr. Vandamar a bit more … that is … if I could like him. O_o

So, what I watched last night … The Panic Room, which I liked, good fun movie (“Get out of my house!” “Say fuck.” “What? Fuck!” O.o “No, say ‘Get the fuck out of my house!'” “Get the fuck out of my house!” haha! that was great) … and Dead Like Me, which was funnay! (“She doesn’t like the word moist because she thinks it sounds pornographic.” XP) Also, last Friday, Mommy and I watched Far From Heaven, which was interesting. Not anything fantabulous, though.

Time Enough for Love excerpts

Wednesday, 4 June, 2003 at 1:53 am

Finished Time Enough for Love a little while ago. Stuff I liked and typed up. ^^’

“Although long life can be a burden, mostly it is a blessing. It gives time enough to learn, time enough to think, time enugh not to hurry, time enough for love.” –Robert A. Heinlein, Time Enough for Love

from the Notebooks of Lazarus Long

  • Delusions are often functional. A mother’s opinion about her children’s beauty, intelligence, goodness, et cetera ad nauseam, keep her from drowning them at birth.
  • Men rarely (if ever) manage to dream up a god superior to themselves. Most gods have the manners and morals of a spoiled child.
  • $100 placed at 7 percent interest compounded quarterly for 200 years will increase to more than $100,000,000—by which time it will be worth nothing.
  • Never underestimate the power of human stupidity.
  • Everybody lies about sex.
  • Sovereign ingredient for a happy marriage: Pay cash or do without. Interest charges not only eat up a household budget; awareness of debt eats up domestic fidelity.
  • Another ingredient for a happy marriage: Budget the luxuries first!
  • And still another—see to it that she has her own desk—then keep your hands off it!
  • And another—In a family argument, if it turns out you are right—apologize at once!
  • Does history record any case in which the majority was right?
  • Touch is the most fundamental sense. A baby experiences it, all over, before he is born and long before he learns to use sight, hearing, or taste, and no human ever ceases to need it. Keep your children short on pocket money—but long on hugs.
  • Natural laws have no pity.

Kelly Osbourne quote

Thursday, 15 August, 2002 at 11:38 am

From Seventeen:

Do you feel any pressure to live up to the whole L.A. image?

Kelly Osbourne: Oh no. You think the people there are beautiful, but they’re just plain ugly. I hate England, too. I like New York City a lot—it’s big but very small at the same time, and there’s just a sense of independence. Here everyone depends on everyone else to do stuff for them. I can’t stand that. I think you should get up and do it yourself.