One-liners. Favourite quote. Favourite books. Favourite Movie. "I'm into:" One noun. A non-finite verb. I'm into walking. Drinking. Singing. Sinking. SCREAMING.
2D paper doll people, in the style pages. In their blogger profile. On their facebook. Myspace. Personal ads. It's a personal inventory, but impersonal, and accessible for mass consumption. I look through such listings, at first undiscerningly. Reading; she is an artist. He is into playwriting. Sally is in love with love. My brains says, "I can compete with this! I have feelings too. I am interested in things." One or two things, that's all it takes, to make a whole, heart-beating person.
Anonymous: "Click through for what interests me!!!" (Because! I am interesting!! Everything tells me so!!)
Our dollars can make us so, we can buy to make our shelves full. And then we get to take inventory! Between are interests and possessions in a list, there is little blank space. So don't worry about it! That's where the boring: mistakes, insecurities, half-interests, things we struggle with, are hiding. They will get squeezed out by the good stuff, like our love of asian fusion cuisine. Phoebe is into longboarding.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
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I do that exact thing
My original subject title was "we all do this."
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