I love the new myspace appendage of "moods." I love this fucking idea. I almost always laugh out loud when finally choosing a "mood." Currently, my mood is set to "accomplished." I think this is very funny.
Also, I noticed that one of the "moods" listed in the options was "drunk." I didn't laugh out loud at this at first, but quickly thought of what it means to "be drunk," and also, what it means to "feel drunk." Basically, I think it's funny for a person's "mood" to be drunk. Actually, I guess, the more I think about it the less I think it's funny, and the more I think it's kinda lame. Like that friend who's hanging out totally sober and when asked the metaphysical question, "how are you?" responds with, "I feel drunk." This is a terrible thing for any of your friends to say. How can one respond to this kind of assertion? What do you means you feel drunk? Are you drunk? Are you okay? Hopefully, you're friend is, in fact, drunk and you can both have a laugh, but if he/she's not, then you're fucked; because, ultimately, your friend wants you to ask the latter question, "are you okay?" I suppose I've changed my mind. Being drunk is something that ought only to be a physical state; namely, drunkenness ought to be a level of intoxication. When the idea of drunkenness enters into the world of feelings the notion becomes convoluted and theatrical. My friends do not ever feel drunk without actually being drunk.
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I am "touched" and that is no lie
I deleted one of your comments so now you don't look like such a huge douche.
ps. hybirds. get it?
pps. big deal, i just did some squat thrusts in your grad picture. Can't a guy just stretch out and smile into a camera?
"Drunk" has its roots in seduction. When one feels drunk, in the 19th century sense, one feels seduced by something, if not seduced by seduction itself. Although I am willing to bet that when one of your friends feels "Drunk" he is not referring to Rimbaud's Drunken Boat. However, in Rimbaud's case Drunkenness is finding deeper reverence through an act of complacent abandon.
"As I was floating down unconcerned Rivers
I no longer felt myself steered by the haulers...The storm made bliss of my sea-borne awakenings.
Lighter than a cork, I danced on the waves
Which men call eternal rollers of victims,
For ten nights, without once missing the foolish eye of the harbor lights!"
So he is drunk off of his own waywardness. Such is the attraction of the sea as a metaphor: the elemental body of pure, endless form, giving way to more of itself, aimless and constantly adrift. There is a romance in abandon. How many times have you gotten drunk as a tragic-comic means of saying "Fuck it!"? I think myspace is pandering to the 15-19 crowd (I hope to god that I am right about the age group) who would consider being drunk at home cool. It is cool I guess but not really in the way that some people might think. It is cool when it is an act of intellectual and intuitive resistance to all the bullshit.
I read the above comment until I got to "in the 19th century sense" and then slit my wrists with my penis which I just cut off with a rusty spoon.
this was funier when i thought it was carolann.
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