||[Aug. 22nd, 2001|12:53 pm]
The Veritable TechNinja
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Canadian unemployment department handing out lapdancer jobs
And you thought the creepy people up the street that dress up their concrete duck were odd...
The rain of dead birds moved to Orlando
Been looking in to stuff to renovate my place, give it some solid feel and style. Well, that is to say a style that says something other than "my grandparents died, here's all their old stuff". Found a sofa, entertainment center, plus a bunch of hardware. Found a 21" monitor for $300 and shipping, too. It'll take me a while to pick up all that stuff, and the big stuff's going to take a while to get built and shipped.
Dear god, am I this shallow? Yes, in fact I am. Yes, I recognize the value of emotional, psychological, and spiritual happiness, but material happiness is just as tangible.
I think I've learned a tremendous lesson in accountability. If you conduct yourself consistently and respectably, you won't need to be accountable for your faults. Those with the maturity to recognize your virtues will find you respectable in everything you do. I'm becoming very paranoid about people who are over-protective of their reputation, because that means they have a lot to hide. Like in my profile bio. Names are lies, faces facades, and personae only constructs of a mind faced with uncertainty as to it's own nature as juxtaposed to it's peers. Our psyches create competition in the form of the impeccable facade. This seems to be the norm for society, but I'd like to think that there are those who realize the imperfections in this philosophy and work to rid themselves of it. Some people I've run into are so preoccupied by it that they warp their perspectives on interpersonal relations, that all interaction is a contest to prove the dominance of their facade. They take every chance they can get to put themselves above others, to the point where they're convinced that no one else should be afforded their basic human respect. I know folks who are smart enough to see it, but it pains me to know they've given up, succumbed to the mediocrity of the masses. I choose, instead, to fight.