No Depper Meaning.
it has been long since any of us posted another one of our profoundly meaningless blogs which are sometimes funny.
why do we write so not deep anyway? my analysis (which took about 4 seconds) concludes that we, the non-serious nevertheless serious bloggers, use our trashy anecdotes to avoid touching on any deeper subjects. you may all think that us three are extremely bullshit-headed (except for arooj who altho is full of bullshit, would never be told so because she is celibrity, not powerful, but still people want to be on her good side therefore..but the point is she writes deep sometimes). yes this Pinteresque attitude we take towards or writing reflects upon our lives even. though we may write to any depth of...deepness, i doubt we would ever delibrately reveal anything to do with our personal lives.
whats the point in writing sooo deeply anyway, relating sooo much emotional drama, bringing up sooo many wordly issues to touch upon for the touchy? i'd rather discuss Depp than deep any day. i think the three of us use blogging as a defense weapon sometimes. we use it to shoot the world back in the ouchies whenever it shoots us, with our silly little, nonsensical musings. welcome to our lives. this is what we do. the only time we get deep is when the three of us are alone, have popcorn, pizzas, diet coke and a pool table between us.
but then again some of us dont want to wake up one day, realize that one day we're all going to die and all that we left behind were a couple of cynical, tongue-in-cheek pieces of writing, which, lets face it, who would read to remember us by anyway?
scratch that thought. thats how I want to be remembered anyway.
to sum it up, this is us. and i think i have it right.
even if i don't, who cares? this is our blog, i can be as silly as i want.
here's to not having deeper meaning, below-surface level connotations, and not having too much to mull over.
i think i just contradicted myself.
why do we write so not deep anyway? my analysis (which took about 4 seconds) concludes that we, the non-serious nevertheless serious bloggers, use our trashy anecdotes to avoid touching on any deeper subjects. you may all think that us three are extremely bullshit-headed (except for arooj who altho is full of bullshit, would never be told so because she is celibrity, not powerful, but still people want to be on her good side therefore..but the point is she writes deep sometimes). yes this Pinteresque attitude we take towards or writing reflects upon our lives even. though we may write to any depth of...deepness, i doubt we would ever delibrately reveal anything to do with our personal lives.
whats the point in writing sooo deeply anyway, relating sooo much emotional drama, bringing up sooo many wordly issues to touch upon for the touchy? i'd rather discuss Depp than deep any day. i think the three of us use blogging as a defense weapon sometimes. we use it to shoot the world back in the ouchies whenever it shoots us, with our silly little, nonsensical musings. welcome to our lives. this is what we do. the only time we get deep is when the three of us are alone, have popcorn, pizzas, diet coke and a pool table between us.
but then again some of us dont want to wake up one day, realize that one day we're all going to die and all that we left behind were a couple of cynical, tongue-in-cheek pieces of writing, which, lets face it, who would read to remember us by anyway?
scratch that thought. thats how I want to be remembered anyway.
to sum it up, this is us. and i think i have it right.
even if i don't, who cares? this is our blog, i can be as silly as i want.
here's to not having deeper meaning, below-surface level connotations, and not having too much to mull over.
i think i just contradicted myself.
lol!!! (l 6-8! you gotta love her)
Posted by
shiggy.nash |
2:49 am
just thinking, are we even meaningful when the popcorn, diet coke and pool table scenario exists? maybe we are. maybe we surprise ourselves by being meaningful when we least expect it.
Posted by
shiggy.nash |
2:51 am
when the pope died, the millions in the courtyard burst out in applause, as a sign of happiness for his existence in the first place and as a sort of 'job well done' kudos. thats how i would want to die. to the sound of thunderous applause as i shoot through the stratosphere on my way to wherever im going.
Posted by
shiggy.nash |
2:53 am
maybe ill die on stage, electricuted by an amp or something. but at the end, when there is thunderous applause. hmm. u two are like my two livers on either side :P
Posted by
Arooj |
4:20 am
i think you mean kidneys.
it doesnt matter.
IM GOINNNG AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Posted by
Saher |
4:23 am