a non-poll poll.
May. 3rd, 2003 12:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7OK. It's midnight on a Friday night and Dave has been passed out since 8. (He just woke up enough to transfer from the couch to his bed.)
Should I:
1) watch porn* (Internet porn, not actual porn someone actually paid for or anything)
2) work on my personal homepage (given that I've just spent a month working on my work homepage)
?
One of my co-workers asked me what I was up to this weekend. He wistfully said he had to live vicariously through twentysomething singles, as he's now 40, married, and with a kid.
I looked at him.
"Last weekend we mostly lay around and took naps. This weekend we're going to see if we can go full throttle and actually not wake up at all."
He nodded, and I could tell he didn't believe me and thought I was going to secretly go clubbing or something.
Boy, his vicarious imaginings sound kinda cool. I wonder who I can live vicariously through... Because it sounds kinda cool to like, go out and stuff. Like, people leave their apartments, and they go to places, and they drink alcohol and dance around and have fun. I've tried this, don't get me wrong, but it's usually loud and smelly and dark, and you can't talk to anyone or even get a good look at anyone, and everything costs lots of money, and I come home smelling really gross, and I realize that I'd be $100 richer and wouldn't have hearing loss and bronchitis and a tummyache if I'd just stayed home and watched porn*.
I've never thought of myself as antisocial person, I just can't see what the big freaking deal is in all this partying. I've tried, and tried. Maybe I've just never been to a good club/bar/party. I have the most fun in my own house that I have anywhere... no really. The lighting's not bad, nobody's on fire, I don't have to travel far to get there, I can hear when people talk, the drinks are cheap, the bathroom's clean, I can change clothes, I won't run out of money, I can play my own music, and I can STILL watch porn* if I want!
So maybe it's true and I am a hopeless dork.
Oh well... At least I'm not wasting my $30/mo. on DSL just to IM my mom once a week.
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* for "porn" at any time herein, you can substitute any general meaning of "playing around on the internet"-- while it is true that tonight I watched about 2 minutes of porn (it was funny, this 35-year-old bleach-blonde was wearing a cheerleader outfit and had pompoms, and these two guys, probably in their forties, were penetrating various of her orofices. "Do you guys... wanna release some tensions that I have built up today?" The funniest part was that the two guys were trying to dress like highschoolers, so they had trendy shoes on, and trendy hats, and that was all they had on. It was freaking hysterical. I laughed so hard I woke Dave up.) I also visited that site with the funny gratuitously offensive but refreshingly spellchecked Offensive Rant Guy best known for the bit where he critiqued little kids' drawings (Maddox something. Go gooogle it; I've spent enough time there today), and then I went back and caught up on Penny Arcade's news postings. I just think something in how Tycho writes is so freaking funny.
Should I:
1) watch porn* (Internet porn, not actual porn someone actually paid for or anything)
2) work on my personal homepage (given that I've just spent a month working on my work homepage)
?
One of my co-workers asked me what I was up to this weekend. He wistfully said he had to live vicariously through twentysomething singles, as he's now 40, married, and with a kid.
I looked at him.
"Last weekend we mostly lay around and took naps. This weekend we're going to see if we can go full throttle and actually not wake up at all."
He nodded, and I could tell he didn't believe me and thought I was going to secretly go clubbing or something.
Boy, his vicarious imaginings sound kinda cool. I wonder who I can live vicariously through... Because it sounds kinda cool to like, go out and stuff. Like, people leave their apartments, and they go to places, and they drink alcohol and dance around and have fun. I've tried this, don't get me wrong, but it's usually loud and smelly and dark, and you can't talk to anyone or even get a good look at anyone, and everything costs lots of money, and I come home smelling really gross, and I realize that I'd be $100 richer and wouldn't have hearing loss and bronchitis and a tummyache if I'd just stayed home and watched porn*.
I've never thought of myself as antisocial person, I just can't see what the big freaking deal is in all this partying. I've tried, and tried. Maybe I've just never been to a good club/bar/party. I have the most fun in my own house that I have anywhere... no really. The lighting's not bad, nobody's on fire, I don't have to travel far to get there, I can hear when people talk, the drinks are cheap, the bathroom's clean, I can change clothes, I won't run out of money, I can play my own music, and I can STILL watch porn* if I want!
So maybe it's true and I am a hopeless dork.
Oh well... At least I'm not wasting my $30/mo. on DSL just to IM my mom once a week.
__________
* for "porn" at any time herein, you can substitute any general meaning of "playing around on the internet"-- while it is true that tonight I watched about 2 minutes of porn (it was funny, this 35-year-old bleach-blonde was wearing a cheerleader outfit and had pompoms, and these two guys, probably in their forties, were penetrating various of her orofices. "Do you guys... wanna release some tensions that I have built up today?" The funniest part was that the two guys were trying to dress like highschoolers, so they had trendy shoes on, and trendy hats, and that was all they had on. It was freaking hysterical. I laughed so hard I woke Dave up.) I also visited that site with the funny gratuitously offensive but refreshingly spellchecked Offensive Rant Guy best known for the bit where he critiqued little kids' drawings (Maddox something. Go gooogle it; I've spent enough time there today), and then I went back and caught up on Penny Arcade's news postings. I just think something in how Tycho writes is so freaking funny.
