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vicarzThis weekend we declined an invite to go to midnight to get cake.
Saturday was interesting. I woke up very slowly and painfully - it seems I put more energy and stress in the exam than I realized. I barely was able to get up and function before boxing. Jen blew by me running when we did our mid-warm-up run. (EDIT - Jen was kicking ass, didn't mean to sound like she blew by me because I was tired) I left class feeling my inner thighs weaken after many many hook-dodging bobs. Saturday afternoon was insanely lovely, but when we tried to get to see Michelle on Sat, an unannounced accident on 95 closed the hwy in both directions to land medivac. When we passed the cleanup, they were moving a wrecked crotch-rocket, and a car with smashed-in windshield sat on the side of the road. We cancelled lunchish hangout due to the long delays. and then hit Psyche's thing at cafe asia - which has moved from 19th street's old wizard's arcade location to I street. It was nice seeing Psyche, who was looking top bloody notch good. Despite my paranoia, the checks were not a math nightmare.
Sunday Jen and I did a very painful 9-10 mile hike down Rt 7, bear something or other started it, and we basically went 5 miles down the Appalachian trail and back with climbing of 3000 feet when all was said and done. The first mile or two were all downhill - which absolutely sucks when you return after walking all day. We passed a single male and a pair of female through/section hikers. We had a slight scare when we nearly trampled what appeared to be a copperhead snake on the path in front of us. We could barely walk the whole way without venom or our partner on our back, so the lack of biting may have been very important. This makes our list of "huh" creatures on the trail a bobcat, bear-butt, and now copperhead. Thank god we're getting away from the dangers of the city!
Yesterday we went and saw nixie and michelle. Michelle is having trouble with all sorts of silly medicines and their mixed side effects. Still, she's our michelle and still with us. If you're a friend of hers, look her up while she's here in B'more with nixie, now plzkthx. She's here, now, and a little sick or hurt. It's not some vague unformed issue, it's a friend who is right here, right now.
I saw a lot of odd human behavior this weekend. I got the impression that I was seeing desperate pleas for attention invoking the names of famous scene folks. I couldn't believe the name-dropping, tragedy invoking, ambulance chasing behavior I saw. The more famous you are, the more people will claim they were your bestest fucking friend ever. When tragedy does strike, people will come out of the woodwork to invoke your name in an effort to take the energy over the event and direct it towards themselves. I've seen so many people talking about how stunned and hurt they are, with nary a drop of emotion in their voice nor a bat of their eye. Their energy seems engaged in activity in which they center, helping no one. By contrast, your best friends, lovers & ex's, and family will shun the noise. I know everyone reacts differently, but what I'm seeing is too blatant to be accidental. Name dropping is funnier now - it's grown a slightly more subtle hue. Now people name drop, explaining how they don't care that so-n-so is famous, before dropping another name and doing the same dance. I heard the worst social climbers lambasting unnamed others for ladder climbing behavior, and noting how they never did.
That's two days this weekend we nearly stepped on poisonous snakes.
It's so common I guess it shouldn't bother me. I should just accept that people talk on cell phones in movies, let their kids scream unchecked in restaurants, and capitalize on distant tragedy while ignoring genuine difficulty at home. At least these people are transparent. But it does, it does bother me. It's common but it's still wrong.
Saturday was interesting. I woke up very slowly and painfully - it seems I put more energy and stress in the exam than I realized. I barely was able to get up and function before boxing. Jen blew by me running when we did our mid-warm-up run. (EDIT - Jen was kicking ass, didn't mean to sound like she blew by me because I was tired) I left class feeling my inner thighs weaken after many many hook-dodging bobs. Saturday afternoon was insanely lovely, but when we tried to get to see Michelle on Sat, an unannounced accident on 95 closed the hwy in both directions to land medivac. When we passed the cleanup, they were moving a wrecked crotch-rocket, and a car with smashed-in windshield sat on the side of the road. We cancelled lunchish hangout due to the long delays. and then hit Psyche's thing at cafe asia - which has moved from 19th street's old wizard's arcade location to I street. It was nice seeing Psyche, who was looking top bloody notch good. Despite my paranoia, the checks were not a math nightmare.
Sunday Jen and I did a very painful 9-10 mile hike down Rt 7, bear something or other started it, and we basically went 5 miles down the Appalachian trail and back with climbing of 3000 feet when all was said and done. The first mile or two were all downhill - which absolutely sucks when you return after walking all day. We passed a single male and a pair of female through/section hikers. We had a slight scare when we nearly trampled what appeared to be a copperhead snake on the path in front of us. We could barely walk the whole way without venom or our partner on our back, so the lack of biting may have been very important. This makes our list of "huh" creatures on the trail a bobcat, bear-butt, and now copperhead. Thank god we're getting away from the dangers of the city!
Yesterday we went and saw nixie and michelle. Michelle is having trouble with all sorts of silly medicines and their mixed side effects. Still, she's our michelle and still with us. If you're a friend of hers, look her up while she's here in B'more with nixie, now plzkthx. She's here, now, and a little sick or hurt. It's not some vague unformed issue, it's a friend who is right here, right now.
I saw a lot of odd human behavior this weekend. I got the impression that I was seeing desperate pleas for attention invoking the names of famous scene folks. I couldn't believe the name-dropping, tragedy invoking, ambulance chasing behavior I saw. The more famous you are, the more people will claim they were your bestest fucking friend ever. When tragedy does strike, people will come out of the woodwork to invoke your name in an effort to take the energy over the event and direct it towards themselves. I've seen so many people talking about how stunned and hurt they are, with nary a drop of emotion in their voice nor a bat of their eye. Their energy seems engaged in activity in which they center, helping no one. By contrast, your best friends, lovers & ex's, and family will shun the noise. I know everyone reacts differently, but what I'm seeing is too blatant to be accidental. Name dropping is funnier now - it's grown a slightly more subtle hue. Now people name drop, explaining how they don't care that so-n-so is famous, before dropping another name and doing the same dance. I heard the worst social climbers lambasting unnamed others for ladder climbing behavior, and noting how they never did.
That's two days this weekend we nearly stepped on poisonous snakes.
It's so common I guess it shouldn't bother me. I should just accept that people talk on cell phones in movies, let their kids scream unchecked in restaurants, and capitalize on distant tragedy while ignoring genuine difficulty at home. At least these people are transparent. But it does, it does bother me. It's common but it's still wrong.
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Date: 2006-07-17 12:05 pm (UTC)Who is she? Do I know her?
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Date: 2006-07-17 12:12 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-07-17 01:03 pm (UTC)Ken gets a large, green dragon (because of a Welsh bumbper sticker he used to have in 7th grade).
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Date: 2006-07-17 01:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-07-17 04:50 pm (UTC)I saw this in some peeps posts when I checked LJ today ...... I agree it's disgusting!
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Date: 2006-07-17 04:55 pm (UTC)I really like that quote alot. I'm sure it means MUCH to her that you can represent it like this.
The scene brings about a certain social retardation, people proclaim it less mutedly when something tragic happens. I don't think most mean harm... but like we say around here: they just don't get it.
on a lighter note... i crave to become "famous.scene.person"
--kelowna
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Date: 2006-07-17 10:23 pm (UTC)Queen.alt.scene?
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Date: 2006-07-18 09:13 pm (UTC)By the way, when you die, I'm totally wearing something inappropriate to your funeral.
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Date: 2006-07-18 10:38 pm (UTC)