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Feb. 24th, 2005 07:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vicarzToday is going to be weird. I took off work long before I knew about the snow so I could write this will. They just cancelled school, a university, for a few inches of snow!? I'm baffled that I find this a difficult task. I know I had a hard time focusing this weekend and probably need a break, but I just can't understand why I can't tackle this stupid thing one step at a time. I've gotten good at the skill of breaking the task down into component parts and tackling the parts, rather than feeling swamped by the project...but I get bogged down in research. I absolutely suck at research even with full free Westlaw and lexis at my disposal. Not a good lawyer-boy sign!? This project has taken far more energy than it should - I pop ten page docs out all the time at work in a couple of hours, but this novel task has taken me days.
Last semester I was at the 40% class rank mark. Now I'm whining that I'm "only in the bottom of the top 1/3." Who's never satisfied?
Lawyer list of things to do: 1) ask S about contracts, 2) ask E about gov work after calling her a drunk skank, 3) inquire about A's part-time hell plan, 4) hump Chris' leg like a dog on the dance floor. Again.
Honestly check: I post and comment with spell check. I SUCK at spelling.
Speaking of honesty, a bit of insight on how I make fun of others. I was making fun of someone for getting naked for attention, though I admitted part of the reason that behavior sickens me is that I do it too. I still have people coo and ahh at my muscles, putting myself on display. You really loathe the mistakes you made, the ones you still make. Do as I say not as I do! It's one of the things I hate about "scene." Anyone can throw on a costume and feel pretty. I like that sometimes, I hate it sometimes. I hate it when people lose track of the reality of the situation - for some reason while I got to "feel pretty," I never lost track of the fact that I was just some short plain guy. Others seem to really believe that they are special somehow, that they deserve the attention they get, and that the attention is someone based on them rather than their costume (or lack thereof). It bothers me too because I'm not immune to it - looks work on me. Naked and hot is hard to ignore, even if when your brain catches up with your mind you're filled with ick. Naked and not-hot just screams "You can get a mirror at Wal-mart for $10, and it's worth every penny not to embarrass yourself."
While making fun of them, I noted that you never see a pretty girl naked, or a pretty whore. You see a lot of hot ones, but pretty girls don't need to take off their clothes to get attention. It's the same thing with the gym. I said this to a friend yesterday, who was holding back the impulse to point out that I'm a gym nut. Yeah duh, I'm insulting a group of people to which I belong. Pretty people don't work out a lot, and I work out a lot. No, that wasn't an oversight in my combining observations, I know damn well I'm plain. On a good day I'll stand out as hot, I've got some features, but I'm a short plain guy. I don't really mind - perhaps if I was just pretty I wouldn't try as hard as I do. I have no regrets about the gym, and I'm not terribly ashamed of what genetics gave me. There is never a reason to be proud or ashamed of genetics, though you should consider your share when you determine if you are going to breed or not.
Does everyone fight the temptation to replace their wardrobe with t-shirts from http://www.dieselsweeties.com?
I once complemented someone for their AYBABTU t-shirt. Is that the next step in pathetic, identifying with the web sites you visit? Egads man...
LJ makes me think of this tard on the metro - his phone went off and he let it ring for a long time so we could all hear his funky rhyme. He held the phone open pretending to check who it was, but he was really just showing off the phone and screen while his song still played. Then he answered. The dood could hardly fucking talk - he had nothing to say and was clearly unable to express himself. So, all that primp and nothing to back it up. LJ is the same way...complex backgrounds, descriptions that are plagiarized from bad poetry, spinning images, ugly and/or naked picture icons...and no words. I swear half of LJ is just quiz posts..."Look! I can answer 5 multiple choice questions, then C&P a block of crap!"
Last semester I was at the 40% class rank mark. Now I'm whining that I'm "only in the bottom of the top 1/3." Who's never satisfied?
Lawyer list of things to do: 1) ask S about contracts, 2) ask E about gov work after calling her a drunk skank, 3) inquire about A's part-time hell plan, 4) hump Chris' leg like a dog on the dance floor. Again.
Honestly check: I post and comment with spell check. I SUCK at spelling.
Speaking of honesty, a bit of insight on how I make fun of others. I was making fun of someone for getting naked for attention, though I admitted part of the reason that behavior sickens me is that I do it too. I still have people coo and ahh at my muscles, putting myself on display. You really loathe the mistakes you made, the ones you still make. Do as I say not as I do! It's one of the things I hate about "scene." Anyone can throw on a costume and feel pretty. I like that sometimes, I hate it sometimes. I hate it when people lose track of the reality of the situation - for some reason while I got to "feel pretty," I never lost track of the fact that I was just some short plain guy. Others seem to really believe that they are special somehow, that they deserve the attention they get, and that the attention is someone based on them rather than their costume (or lack thereof). It bothers me too because I'm not immune to it - looks work on me. Naked and hot is hard to ignore, even if when your brain catches up with your mind you're filled with ick. Naked and not-hot just screams "You can get a mirror at Wal-mart for $10, and it's worth every penny not to embarrass yourself."
While making fun of them, I noted that you never see a pretty girl naked, or a pretty whore. You see a lot of hot ones, but pretty girls don't need to take off their clothes to get attention. It's the same thing with the gym. I said this to a friend yesterday, who was holding back the impulse to point out that I'm a gym nut. Yeah duh, I'm insulting a group of people to which I belong. Pretty people don't work out a lot, and I work out a lot. No, that wasn't an oversight in my combining observations, I know damn well I'm plain. On a good day I'll stand out as hot, I've got some features, but I'm a short plain guy. I don't really mind - perhaps if I was just pretty I wouldn't try as hard as I do. I have no regrets about the gym, and I'm not terribly ashamed of what genetics gave me. There is never a reason to be proud or ashamed of genetics, though you should consider your share when you determine if you are going to breed or not.
Does everyone fight the temptation to replace their wardrobe with t-shirts from http://www.dieselsweeties.com?
I once complemented someone for their AYBABTU t-shirt. Is that the next step in pathetic, identifying with the web sites you visit? Egads man...LJ makes me think of this tard on the metro - his phone went off and he let it ring for a long time so we could all hear his funky rhyme. He held the phone open pretending to check who it was, but he was really just showing off the phone and screen while his song still played. Then he answered. The dood could hardly fucking talk - he had nothing to say and was clearly unable to express himself. So, all that primp and nothing to back it up. LJ is the same way...complex backgrounds, descriptions that are plagiarized from bad poetry, spinning images, ugly and/or naked picture icons...and no words. I swear half of LJ is just quiz posts..."Look! I can answer 5 multiple choice questions, then C&P a block of crap!"
