March 21, 2008

At least Anne Frank never had to tour with her book.

A quick note about this whole "blogging" thing:
"Blog" is a horrible, terrible word. Don't use it. Or, if you absolutely must, at least don't stretch it out with an American drawl (blawwwwwwwwwg).

I used to have a journal or three. They have all been deleted or hidden, because they were all a little too personal and it's kinda like airing dirty laundry.
Isn't there something rather voyeuristic about snooping through a thirteen-to-fourteen-year-old's innermost thoughts? On that note, what idiot writes that stuff in a public place anyway? At least I retained a modicum of decency by keeping the really important stuff to myself and not complaining too much. There are many other people who seem to use these public pages as a way to vent (or brag) about how terrible their lives are.

Here's a message to those people: nothing can be hidden online.
If you write about cutting yourself and make the mistake of linking an email to your username, it'll get dug up eventually and used against you. Write about how you use cocaine? You'd better hope your online persona is separate enough from your real life name before going for that job as a primary school teacher. Deleting this stuff isn't foolproof. Anyone who is interested enough will eventually be able to dig up something on you.

Anyway. That's the more serious end of things. To be honest, there's very little chance any prospective employer is going to spend hours Googling you to see what they can find. Most likely, all that will happen is you'll end up embarassing yourself now. None of you seem to realise how stupid it looks when you write diatribes on how X doesn't like you because he's perving on Y and you think L is a slut because she slept with G and H.
These things don't really matter. They don't matter when you're thirteen, and they won't matter when you're thirty. Life really isn't that bad! Go out and enjoy it!

You: Why do you answer all my questions with a question?
Eliza: Why do you say your questions with a question?

March 17, 2008

The next day, the sun forgets to come up, but you don't mind

Laura are amazing. Download the songs. Watch the videos. Read through the sidebar.

So anyway. I don't really write blogs, now that I'm out of my teenage angsty livejournal phase. But I do like ranting from time to time and posting links to what I deem Important, because it makes me feel like my opinions are valued.

Minutiae:
  • I am, for all intents and purposes, female.
  • I make art.
  • My music taste is rather varied, along with my book taste. I accept recommendations for both.
  • I'm studying to be a librarian, though I don't have any particular aptitude or interest in the career besides liking books (and money).
  • I'm a part of Project Chanology.
  • I troll, and I don't give a damn about your rules #1 and #2.
  • If you cannot or will not type properly, you'd better be entertaining enough to compensate for it before you bother starting a conversation with me.

This is about as much of an introductory post as I wish to bother with.
Bye, kids.