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book of ratings
married to the sea
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Wednesday, April 30, 2003
 
No, I will not join Friendster. Please, everybody, stop inviting me to be your friendster. Isn't it enough that I'm already your friend? Don't we send emails to each other and gab on the phone for hours and have picnics and ride ponies and eat popsicles and beat up homeless people and go to the circus and watch sunsets and ride that fucking tandem bicycle up and down the street? Remember that day with the big red balloon? The one that was filled with pure Turkish heroin and almost exploded in your tummy as we went through the checkpoint? Wa ha ha! What fun! Who doesn't love that?
     So what I'm asking is: why do I need to join some questionable community of online weirdos? Or, aren't I already a member of too many such communities, unstructured as they may be? Oh, everyone's got their Friendster justifications, their excuses, their afterthought analyses that explain that they don't really take it seriously, doncha know, it's just kinda "funny" in a detached sort of way, if'n yer hep and all, y'know, like it's fun to make fun of the people who actually take it seriously -- for fun. Serious Fun. But seriously not all that serious. Like: "oh UD, I'm so many billions of metalevels removed from the standard stratum of Friendster Discourse that I can only really speculate about the mindset of 'real' Friendster users, in the way that a microbiologist might speculate about the political leanings of protozoa (giggle guffaw)." Not that anybody said that, but they kinda did, in a steaming packet of email invites from weirdos with too much time on their hands and obviously without EXTREMELY IMPORTANT BLOGS TO ATTEND TO.
     Not that I'm judging you or anything -- some people get their kicks by raping babies! Please enjoy Friendster until you get bored and give it up, which from past experience I can predict will happen... now. Ok, good. Hey! You should all join this cool online community called Fiendster, which is a site where zombies can hang out and meet each other. Except that zombies don't care about meeting each other, so the website is as empty as a junkyard banjo. Zombies only care about one thing, and it ain't your sexual preference, podner. Say it with me: braaaaiinnns.

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MY IMAGINARY GIRLFRIENDS

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Amy Goodman
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DISALLOWED FOREVER

"I could tell you, but then I'd have to kill you!"
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"from whence"
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"...the exception that proves the rule"
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any use of the question "spit or swallow?"
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the phrase "drop trou"
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fake-o reviewer verbs:
"penned" for wrote
"helmed" for directed
"lensed" for whatever
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"expat"
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the euphemism
"passed away"
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pronouncing merci beaucoup as "mercy buckets!"
(see also: "grassy-ass!")



PET PEEVES

"confinscated"
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trying children "as adults"
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"drownded"
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misuse of reflexive pronouns, as when someone says "Please talk to Bob or myself." Come on people now. "Myself" is not just a fancy version of "me"! LEARN IT.
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tattoos in the Courier font
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any use of Comic Sans