Thursday, February 24, 2011

An Hour and a Half to Kill

Remember way back when I posted about Facebook Stalking?
And then again about Coketalk?

I have some insight to connect those two, believe it or not. Well, kind of. Whatever.



The fact of the matter is, our society today is primarily internet-based. The ability to anonymously connect with people from (literally) all over the world is something unique to our generation. This anonymity basically gives us free reign to talk about whatever the hell we want, and no one can say anything about it. Given, not every single person chooses to be anonymous over the internet, but those who do are granted enormous freedom. It takes freedom of speech to entirely new levels, never attained by anyone before. We are, in essence, the technology generation. So many technological innovations are specific to our generation, from the personal computer, to the iPod, to cellphones, and all of the social networking sites to connect to through those devices, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr.

Coketalk encompasses every single one of these. She combines innovative thought, anonymity, and technology all in one beautifully crass advice column/blog/Twitter. Originally, her advice column was a Tumblr, with no profit. She recently got a gig with The Daily, an iPad specific newspaper as an advice columnist in Dear Coquette, remaining anonymous, even to her employers.

And throughout all of this, she remains an amazing writer. She appeals to a specific niche of young people, atheist pro-choice liberals who love indie films, irony, and aren't hipsters. Her voice is perfect on so many levels -- she says what most of us are thinking, and if we're not, you will after reading it.

Seriously, I want a shirt that says "What would CokeTalk do?"

My idol. Girl crush. Whatever.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

50th Post

A sarcastic person has a superiority complex that can be cured only by the honesty of humility.
-Lawrence G. Lovasik

Sunday, February 20, 2011

"Just Get Over It"

I've always hated that saying, and I can honestly say that I've never truly gotten over anything.

I don't think you should "get over" anything, ever. You certainly shouldn't dwell on them, or let them define you, but never forget them -- they make you who you are. You shouldn't "get over" something, you should take something from it. Learn something. And let it add an important lesson to your life, but don't forget about it.

Getting over it isn't the point. Not letting it define you is the point.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Honesty:

The best policy, except when it's not.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Cliché Valentines Day Post

Whine whine whine, bitch bitch bitch.

Denial of wanting to be loved, and other lies I'm telling myself.

Defiant last sentence denouncing the holiday,
and another lie about the hate not stemming from being single.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

"This is a frustrating nightmare where everyone stares at my boobs instead of listening to me!"

I wonder what frustration that's symbolic for in my REAL life.


Maybe people staring at my boobs instead of listening to me?

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Coffee Dates

Are always ominous.




How fitting.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

On being self-absorbed:

"I like my blog because it gives me free reign to talk about myself, all the time, and no one can say anything about it"

-Me

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Every Now and Then

I wish I majored in graphic design.