.: freak of the week :.
...but im a creep, im a weirdo
...so I face returning to the asylum with mixed feelings really. Let me explain.
On brief return to the asylum to ooroo a mate on Friday, I noticed a few things about peoples reactions to me. (1) Most were too frightened to even shake my hand [presumably for fear of causing my head to fall off]; and (2) Everyone tried to look at the scar, but not look like they were looking. Fair enuff, I am current freak of the week but am unsure how to get past that in all honesty. So, taking a gamble [of grossing out and further alienating myself and others], I thought I would post here to clarify my condition with some facts:
What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here
...now I am trying to understand social networks, and have played with Facebook after disliking MySpace with avengance. I do not "get" it, but can see why some would spend hours there, altho not a lot of time is actually very productive. Posting things about yourself is fine up to a point, but the facebook application suite is curious and constantly nags you to invite others to partake which I find a little odd and a lot annoying.
Very few of the facebook apps actually do very much except harvest personal data, presumably for sale to direct marketing firms. I have concerns for kids, particularly, as the social networking scene encourages them to share all sorts of personal details with complete strangers for no personal benefit [mind you, I could be the pot calling the kettle black given postings in the blarg...], but I wonder how much young people value their anonymity, and how aware they re about the importance of guarding same. The "feel" of facebook however is different to MySpace - less cluttered, less junky, less "cheap and nasty" but there are some kiddies who would prolly disagree and fair enuff too, they are allowed to be wrong.
I dont care if it hurts, I wanna have control. I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul
"Creep" by Radiohead, with a savage guitar line and an off-planet vocal style was the first Radiohead song I ever heard - and comes from an album I still do not have "Pablo Honey" - have everythign else tho. thom York is a modern musical genius and no one makes noise like him.
narf a. (interj.) The uncontrollable sound an idiot might make.
b. (interj.) The word used when no other words will suffice.
c. (interj.) An exclamation emitted when ones brain farts and sound deploys.
previous blargs - :time: :blue: :new: :annus horribilis: :hair: :vegicide: :i love lamp: :show: :life on mars: :plumbing the depths: :zoupa: :traces of nut: :freak of the week: :TV or not TV: :screwed: :pre-op: :what a nerve: :five yards: :gone: :one: :three: :four: :techno-logic: :ergo is not a dirty word: :15 mins: :online: :dust, anyone?: :notwerk: :sprung: :drive, she said...: :kidney: :iRate: :monitor: :alliance: :pamper: :allies: :heroes: :area: :appraisal: :barnstorming: :renegade: :where there is smoke...: :noob year: :dalek: :ende neu: :GOOtube: :place: :artery: :sewer: :fnq: :mole: :hols: :vote: :lumberjack: :prune: :plant: :opinion: :audit: :dig it: :neck: :life is a minestrone: :pastie: :fortysix: :away: :fully-sik: :play: :BoB2006: :cOMMunity: :pops: :bagge: :break: :pwnage: :n00b: :service with a snarl: :open: :NOT(advance): :nectarine: :sushi: :who?: :reception: :another day, another...?: :The WALL (reprise): :the WALL [part 2]: :the WALL [part 1]: :>insert seasons greetings here<: :surf: :Owe-Pee: :catAtonic: :over: :cUt: :airCON: :ooRoo: :building: :tick: :you raise me up: :duct: :yogified: :food glorious food: :diurnal anomoly: :operatunity: :wPod: :myPod [pod=foot, ok]: :is this the real life?: :bitter and twisted: :shiny: :Ahh, Serenity: :computer says no: :smef: :Go Maroon!: :best laid plans of mice: :Ready to Rok: :gravity 1, wonko 0: :Kairos 2: :fluv@x: :cluss prags: :LAN: :Axes of Evil: :Little Slices of Death: :Wrapped in plastic..: :A Horse is a horse, of course: :ego is not a dirty word: :Fun & Run: :Hedging and Edging: :Testiculation: :weak end: :I before E except after C: :Reality - hah!: :fluezy: :Too darned hot!: :Eye of the Storm?: :The Carnivale is Over: :Calm b4 the storm: :Asylum: :A Quest: :High Tea and "Back to Asylum Shopping": :hi ho, hi ho, it: :Working in a coal mine...: :Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall...: :Another day ... another day, really: :We're here because we can: