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prosicated ([personal profile] prosicated) wrote2003-12-02 02:28 pm

mimetic: anonymous comments meme

I'm sorry, my brain is fried and I'm getting such a kick out of reading other people's anonymous post memes that I need to do it too.

Please respond to this entry anonymously. There is no theme or reason, I am just curious to hear from any and all of you who read this. I would love it if all of you would respond.
Post anything. Post a story, a secret, a confession, a question. Post your fears, loves, lusts or hates. Post the lyrics to a song or the words to a poem. Post whatever you like.
Whatever you reply with, be sure to do so anonymously and honestly. Post as often as you like and check back to see any responses.

I have turned off IP logging. When (and if) I turn it back on, I will update this post to protect anyone who comes to the game late. All comments should be anonymous, I will screen all posts with user names as soon as I see them (and possible repost them as anonymous).

Thanks for playing,kids!

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 11:33 am (UTC)(link)
Sometimes I feel like I'm not really living, I'm just immitating everyone else; I'm just going through the motions so that I can get by.

I also sometimes feel guilty because my life really isn't that bad. My basic needs are taken care of, there are people out there who love me, I have a place to live; everything one needs to survive. It's almost like I'm waiting for something hugely tragic to happen to me, an impending raincloud of doom that's always hanging over my head.

I don't know what else to say.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 11:36 am (UTC)(link)
I weigh 208.5 pounds. That number terrifies me because it's so unhealthy. As much as I want to lose weight, I always sabotage my effotrs. It is like my subconscious wants me to fail.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
The air is full of swirling autumn leaves.

John Muir walked away into the mountains
in his old overcoat a crust of bread in his pocket
we have no knowledge and so we have stuff and
stuff with no knowledge is never enough to get you there

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 11:51 am (UTC)(link)
Some days I just want to open up with a machine gun in a very crowded
place, then spend the rest of my days in a nice little padded room,
conversing with my own private voices. People are so fucking stupid.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
i hate my job

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 11:56 am (UTC)(link)
I'm getting fairly sick of the pseudoword "meme". Jon Katz is not as cool as he thinks he is.

There, does that count?

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 11:57 am (UTC)(link)
I want to ravage you 'till dawn.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
me too

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
meme (mImagem)
n.

A unit of cultural information, such as a cultural practice or idea, that is transmitted verbally or by repeated action from one mind to another.

[Shortening (modeled on gene), of mimeme from Greek mimImagema, something imitated, from mimeisthai, to imitate.]

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
i hate my life. i hate my job. i hate everything. even though i'm on increasingly higher doses of medication, i still find it is all i can do to get through the day.

it doesn't help when no-one responds.

i'm sure you didn't want this to be an exercise in who's more depressed. but yes. i win. i'll take that bullet to my head now, please.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
for a while i was pretty sure it was pronounced mee-mee. as in, me, me, me! this is all about me!

but evidently i was wrong.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
sometimes my boyfriend likes to whap me playfully with his penis when we're just sitting around at home. he thinks this is immensely funny.

why, god, why?!

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
ditto

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:20 pm (UTC)(link)
my ex-boyfriend was very fond of playing and fidgeting with his penis. it disturbed me to no end.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)
my life is currently in shambles

i have an equal amount of extreme love (one relationship in the process of starting up) and extreme self-hate/anger (the other one, on its way to being over) going on

i don't know how to deal with any of this

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
the seams along the toes of my knee-highs keep sliding under my toes and it's really really annoying me.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Confession: I played the puzzle pirates game last night. I said I never would, because I'm a serious person, and MMOPPGs are inappropriate for people who are strongly motivated to achieve in the real world, also, inappropriate for people who are out of work and want to maintain their last shred of dignity. But all my friends were doing it and they kept inviting me, I tried to just keep writing code, but these were friends I trusted...

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
that drives me crazy

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I fidget with my parts, too. It's soothing, in a totally non-sexual way.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:53 pm (UTC)(link)
It's hard, balancing two relationships, especially when one is not so healthy. Why are you still in the second one if it makes you so unhappy?

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know about ravaging you till dawn (I don't think i have that kind of energy anymore, and besides, it sounds so one-sided), but I'd definitely go for some rough-and-tumble sex.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Shall I have quit my job in order to write a novel that I never finish? And what will people think of me then? I think I already notice a diminishing of respect. Is there a difference between never finishing and finishing 22 years later? Am I self-indulgent? Which is worse, seeing those who have given up believing in me or seeing those who haven't?

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I feel the same way so often. Life as an actor. I'd like to believe that it's just intelligence and sanity that makes us feel that way.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 01:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Generally speaking, I espouse the belief that it's not self-indulgent in a bad way if it's nothurting anyone.

Good luck with your novel.

(Anonymous) 2003-12-02 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
I wish my boyfriend would romanceme. I want flowers, chocolates, compliments and attention.

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