A thousand words is NOT necessary.
In making every attempt to not balance my checkbook I browse my bookmarks and allow myself to get sucked into the blackhole of time known as 'mysp@ce.' Yes- this is where good time goes bad in a void of looking at snapshots of peoples lives that you know, know a little, or don't even know and they'll soon file for a restraining order because you're the reason Dateline has 'specials.'
So there's a site for the graduating class of '96 from my HS alma mater (useless knowledge- do not phone me when you're on Who wants to be a $1M... unless you don't want to be a millionare.... alma mater is latin for other mother.)
So- I'm wasting time looking at recognizable faces from 10 years ago. Many are married or divorced. Some have kids, some wants kids, some should rethink that top for photographs. Many have a partner or a picture of something- usually with some type of pre-fab kitchen in the background of a house in a neighborhood that they are happy to call home. Many still live in the area, some don't live far, some are in far far away places like Seattle or Wylie. Most of them have a blurb about how they only have a myspa%e because they were pressured into it by friends, co-workers, or the voice that told them that top was 'so cute' in pix....
Either way- I have my reservations about my$pace. I have a 'space' and I look- at length, judging, laughing- hello, that's what it's there for.
I think what struck me tonight as I was in the vortex of wasting time where all things get avoided and you are unable to hear cats crying because they are out of food or phones ring.... This site set up for the graduating class- these are people that are recognizable and I find it interesting to see what they want me to see- the new baby, the new rack, the built boyfriend, the pretty girlfriend, the pure-bred puppy. It's interesting that my profession has created a sense of reading between the lines- I have deciphered what the pictures truly mean. . .
all photos from the waste up: 'I think I'm fat'
any pictures drinking alcohol: 'look- - - I have friends'
pictures with the top of the arm and face only: 'there's no one here, I took this picture myself'
pictures of just animals: 'I'm one of those weird animal people'
pictures of animals in clothes or poses: 'I'm lonely and weird'
pictures while on vacation: 'I have to prove that I do stuff other than work'
pictures of others: 'I will make fun of my friends to their face.'
any photos posted of drug use: 'I am stupid'
So there's a site for the graduating class of '96 from my HS alma mater (useless knowledge- do not phone me when you're on Who wants to be a $1M... unless you don't want to be a millionare.... alma mater is latin for other mother.)
So- I'm wasting time looking at recognizable faces from 10 years ago. Many are married or divorced. Some have kids, some wants kids, some should rethink that top for photographs. Many have a partner or a picture of something- usually with some type of pre-fab kitchen in the background of a house in a neighborhood that they are happy to call home. Many still live in the area, some don't live far, some are in far far away places like Seattle or Wylie. Most of them have a blurb about how they only have a myspa%e because they were pressured into it by friends, co-workers, or the voice that told them that top was 'so cute' in pix....
Either way- I have my reservations about my$pace. I have a 'space' and I look- at length, judging, laughing- hello, that's what it's there for.
I think what struck me tonight as I was in the vortex of wasting time where all things get avoided and you are unable to hear cats crying because they are out of food or phones ring.... This site set up for the graduating class- these are people that are recognizable and I find it interesting to see what they want me to see- the new baby, the new rack, the built boyfriend, the pretty girlfriend, the pure-bred puppy. It's interesting that my profession has created a sense of reading between the lines- I have deciphered what the pictures truly mean. . .
all photos from the waste up: 'I think I'm fat'
any pictures drinking alcohol: 'look- - - I have friends'
pictures with the top of the arm and face only: 'there's no one here, I took this picture myself'
pictures of just animals: 'I'm one of those weird animal people'
pictures of animals in clothes or poses: 'I'm lonely and weird'
pictures while on vacation: 'I have to prove that I do stuff other than work'
pictures of others: 'I will make fun of my friends to their face.'
any photos posted of drug use: 'I am stupid'
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