there is no self.
Mar. 11th, 2002 09:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
raybearI was reading something yesterday about the concept of "self" and what it means to make it permanent, and thinking about the metaphor of self as a stream or river and being an 'entity' but not made up of one static concept or object. And I'm thinking of this because I'm not the same person I was 2 hours ago when I posted. Which true in general and everyday and every hour, but I'm noticing it more right now.
I barely new Lefare in the grand scheme of things and life and such, but he had quite a dynamic personality that made a big impact on our acquaintanceship (the two things I remember most are his story about being on the crowded bus with a client: "Lefare! Lefare! I'm gonna suck your dick!"; and more recently, him making me blush hard by flirting shamelessly when I wore my suit to work for an event). More importantly, he was a dear friend of Niecie's and she lost him unexpectedly. I want to attend his services with Niecie, but his homphobic hating mother is in charge and may cause difficulty in letting his real friends and family attend.
Which of course made me think about my own parents and their lack of participation in my life. And then what happens? My father just e-mailed me. At my work account. From his work account. And he's all like "how are you? haven't heard from you in awhile." (Maybe because I was waiting on a reply from you.) Also, they bought a new house. Which means I may have to make a visit soon to retrieve old items I'm "storing" there.
I'm going to write my self-review instead of thinking.
I barely new Lefare in the grand scheme of things and life and such, but he had quite a dynamic personality that made a big impact on our acquaintanceship (the two things I remember most are his story about being on the crowded bus with a client: "Lefare! Lefare! I'm gonna suck your dick!"; and more recently, him making me blush hard by flirting shamelessly when I wore my suit to work for an event). More importantly, he was a dear friend of Niecie's and she lost him unexpectedly. I want to attend his services with Niecie, but his homphobic hating mother is in charge and may cause difficulty in letting his real friends and family attend.
Which of course made me think about my own parents and their lack of participation in my life. And then what happens? My father just e-mailed me. At my work account. From his work account. And he's all like "how are you? haven't heard from you in awhile." (Maybe because I was waiting on a reply from you.) Also, they bought a new house. Which means I may have to make a visit soon to retrieve old items I'm "storing" there.
I'm going to write my self-review instead of thinking.
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Date: 2002-03-11 10:35 am (UTC)Wanna hang out Friday night?
Also...can you point me in the direction of a good dj starter kit in the price range of 3-400$? I'm gonna get it soon!
xoxox
alex
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Date: 2002-03-11 12:17 pm (UTC)*hugs*
mylez
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Date: 2002-03-11 12:41 pm (UTC)actually, any person and a guitar = major fuf. though i guess it's the nature of MTV's unplugged. I got spoiled by Jay-Z and the Roots.
ANYWAY, how bout you come by a bit later in the evening, post-dinner, like around 7:30? I will call home and instruct MelRo to call you so y'all can have a housewives chat. Yes, you both are the least housewife-y people I know, but the image of the two of you at home all afternoon and gossiping on the phone makes me so amused. And turned on. Am I still typing? I'll stop now.
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Date: 2002-03-11 02:04 pm (UTC)as for housewivery, i dont know what you're talking about, b/c i have already been offered 2, count 'em, TWO jobs as a houseboi in DC next year. harumph [crosses arms]. :) but melro and i are too much children of the 21st century to be talking on the phone - uh uh, we are IMing!
see you around 730,
mylez the house-individual who still has another 2 pages to write...