Confessions

Clive Owen does the same for me. Claudia Black and Eva Green bring me back.

 

Daddy Mads and Papa Keanu bring me back.

 

Ah, thanks for reminding me that I'm indeed straight.

 

Oh, and Jennifer Connelly.

 

I'm sure the LA police force are going to appreciate all this information when the restraining orders get sent out.

 

What do you think the internet is for? I don't gotta be anywhere I don't need to be in order to enjoy my obsess--I mean my appreciation of the arts.

 

Tilda Swinton does the same for me, but then Scarlett Johansson brings me back.

Haha, just kidding she is very talented.

 

I just hacked half my ponytail off. I shall, therefore, be wearing my hair up henceforth.

 

You should totally keep the hair, trim it, glue it to your upper lip and have a 1970s butch mustache for parties... or just for funsies.

 

My first celebrity crush. I fell in love watching Labyrinth repeatedly as a kid.

 

Hey, I'll do it! Where do I apply? Any money is good money as far as I am concerned right now.

Scott

 

Sorry, you won't have good hearing when you leave, but the Marines reserve the privilege of destroying your eardrums for themselves.

 

I'm more of a Inventing the Abotts guy, but you do your thing.

 

I was like 7 or 8. Her other movies didn't exist at the time. She blew my mind in Career Opportunities a few years later. May have even prompted puberty.

 

Last night I went on the YouTube home page and told them to stop recommending Reddit story channels. That's not the confession. The shameful part is that I was getting addicted to them and had to block myself.

Now if I want to waste writing time watching YouTube, I can do it with something edifying like this:

 

I confess that I spend far too much time on the forum, and thereby avoiding tasks such as my writing projects and other stuff that is easy to avoid but engrossing when I finally get around to doing them.

 

^ Same. I came for the writing advice, and stuck around for the socials.

 

Of course, that does invite the question of why we write, and how we value our writing. After all, we communicate in these forums by writing, and that is the essence of what writers do. Does it only "count" if done formally? Was Samuel Johnson correct in saying that only a fool writes for anything other than money? Or was he closer to the mark when he said, "The only end of writing is to enable the readers better to enjoy life, or better to endure it." If our writing here interests and engages other people, and offers an escape from other aspects of life, is it a waste of time?

Here I am contradicting myself but then, to quote the great Walt Whitman,

"Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)"

Am I really looking for answers, or to communicate, or just killing time that could be "better used" elsewhere?

 

Yes.

 

Thanks for clarifying.

 

Calcifying I think.

 

You know those calls claiming to be the IRS with a warrant for your arrest?

I call them back every time.

As soon as "Tom Peterson" with a decidedly non-Tom Peterson accent answers, I sit.

Instead of getting lit or losing my cool, I proceed to have a good time fuqing with whomever answers the phone.

DO NOT GIVE THEM ANY REAL INFORMATION, but feel free to have a good time wasting theirs.

Loads of fun when you ain't got shit else to do.

 

Back in the 90s my roommate had a policy on junk calls: He'd express a lot of interest in a genuine-sounding voice, wrap the handset in a towel, and walk away for fifteen minutes.

My mother, on the other hand, kept a referee's whistle hanging by the phone. I have mixed feelings on that.

 

I've sworn to abstain from online solitaire games until my WIP is finished. I'm keeping that vow just fine . . .
As I indulge in online jigsaw puzzles.

 

You could just find a site where naked people of the shape/sex/gender/skin tone/etc that appeal to you are doing naked people things and while away the hours there