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Oh, they're neat people, you'll have fun. Plus I'll be up there for a limited time in July and if you meet them then we can all do dinner or drinks or something.

Thanks for the tip-off to the Film Club.

I've spent my whole life being funny and strong, and having decent morals, and I don't take drugs, hit people, or steal things. But I've found that these are just the least I should do. (Actually, the drugs part I'm iffy on, depending on how you define drugs... let's just say I've never even come close to a 'druggie')

My point is that those things do not make you likeable, loveable, or interesting... they are baselines. It's the quirks, the tiny facets, the meandering oddities that make you an individual and interesting to others. You seem to have plenty of those things. I'm just saying look at those instead.

And in my opinion, to place your self-worth, enthusiasm, and motivation in the hands of a stranger, a friend, a companion, or someone you desire is to remove your core. Define and motivate yourself. you are good at looking at the world around you and finding inspiration and fascination... I've read your entries before, and they conveyed that. Your interaction with others shouldn't be about confirming your importance, it should be about learning about and appreciating them.

I understand the melancholy part, and realize that sometimes it's just good to be there... and I understand the need for interaction and communication. I just feel like those things are all cyclical, and chasing the tail end of them will never get you to a destination. Stop. Appreciate where and who you are, and they will come to you.

I'm sorry if I'm interrupting, or if my words are unsolicited, but I saw your post on levezletoi's page and stopped by. hope things get better, and sorry about your job.

So you are single?

Traveling supergirl rocks, by the way

Dorothy, while a model of the adventurous woman, is also a model for the cult of domesticity. While she meets many interesting men, compassionate, robotic, intelligent, and powerful, all she wants to do is leave this magical land where she has absolute power over herself and others and go back to Kansas. Dorothy chooses, and keeps choosing, Kansas over Oz.
There, hard brutal life, followed by marriage, children, and death.

Perhaps you are right about devalueing that, but I do think there must be something said about Dorothy's continued drive to return to Kansas, despite the huge drive for the habitants of Oz begging her to stay.

Again, I appreciate your comments, I look forward to reading them, and I would like to continue this debate at a later date. I'm not wanting to dismiss your comments, nor do I agree with them, but I simply do not have the time.

And I concede on the misuse of the word misogynistic. My bad, I own up to it.


[Edited on May 12, 2004 10:38PM]

Damn it. You ambush me on a Saturday night (well, early Sunday morning anyways) with art.

Now you're forcing me to get up early and read!

When The Cure start writing haiku, I'll try haiku.

When's the next scene go up? I wanna meet Rachel.

Nicely written words, though I don't know that I should be complimenting something probably directed to someone in specific.

I think we must have subliminally expressed our mutual respect for Peter Sellers when we met this last weekend. Did you see that I posted him 5 comments earlier?

Heve fun!

hey
you dont know me, and ive never happened across you on this site before, either. I just finnished reading what you wrote about Pat Tillman. I wept. I am unsure if its because i decided a short time ago to stop taking my medication, but i think its because something about Pat's sacrifice touched me.
I live in Australia, and though in a country some of us consider to be the 51st state, we dont get the same sort of coverage on the news about the war. We get intelligence officials coming out saying that someone lied about what we knew before sending troops into the middle east. We get our leader of out opposition party telling us that if elected later this year he will have our troops home by Christmas. Sound familiar? Someone made a similar promise just before elections in Spain, and look what happened there.
It recently made the paper that some prick cant be taken to court for burning the Australian flag at a 'peace protest'. I think of coffins bringing our loved ones home draped in that flag (none in the current conflicts yet, we only have a few thousand military deplyed... but its all we could spare), and it makes me angry that theres those over here that want to change our national flag not in spite of the thousands that died defending the flag and everything it stande for, but because of it.
And then i think of myself, of my life, and the astonishingly little that ive made of myself. It hurts to compare myself to someone like Pat Tillman. He was ten times more a man than i will ever be. So is each and every one of those of our people that put their life on the line. For the flag. For freedom. To fight the good fight, and to protect people like us from having to live in fear of another 9/11, another Bali bombing, another tyrant that hates the western world rising to power.
I apologise for the disjointedness of this, i just needed to get some of this off my chest.

God bless America
God save the Queen
Thank Christ for Australia

When i was in Iraq, I saw a Seargent give his ballistic vest to a private that had the old kind without the ceramic plates in it. He ( the seargent) was later killed by gunfire that that vest would have stopped had he not given it to a young kid that was scarred and needed it too. That's a hero.

I thought what you said was really nice (refering to what you said about me in a thread(

You're an art director? How did you get there? I really want to be an art director for photo shoots. I have no idea about how to work up to that position.

hey - i really appreciate your comments about Pat Tillman. he was a remarkable man. thanks again.