Circus de my body image

So last night I watched the surprisingly boring circus de soleil (sp?) behind the scenes special on Bravo. Oh my god they lowered themselves on this one. They ignored the non-english speakers for the most part, they ignored the success stories, focusing instead on the jerk who failed out of the troop and ran home to mommy. He even looked a little like eminem - grow the fuck up. I wanted to know more about the origins of the group, and the creators, but was left with the tragic story of a brat.

I did have some revelations on the subject of body image, though. I'm nuts. ( I'm nuts. )

Friends! How many of us have them,
Friends! Ones you can depend on (Whodini, late 80s?)
I rock - I can quote 'primal' rap songs!
...and the chicken tastes like wood...

Be careful what you wish for...
I was feeling a little drought on the social side of life, so I stopped being such a non-committal selfish recluse and started making plans with other people. Well, now I have next 5 nights of my life reserved. Eek! It would be so much more conveneint for all my friends to congregate like once or twice a week someplace where I could show up and then leave...oh woe is me. Happy mediums - not my strong point. (is that how you spell medium in that context?)

Rewards are bad

I'm showing my geek roots, for this is on a Diablo2 site, but it's a fairly decent read for a rant that originated in people's horrible behavior in an on-line video game:
http://diabloii.net/columnists/fortuitous04.shtml