April 1st, 2004


While we're talking about Iron Maiden...

Collapse ) Collapse ) Collapse ) Rock in Rio is an amazing concert DVD, one of the best I've ever seen.

I never did wrap up that Iron Maiden concert, as I promised. So here's a quick summary:

Collapse )The next morning I woke up, and saw the horrible news on their website. Sweet mother of fuck. The show was cancelled, the show we had been planning to go to for ages, before we started dating. Damn. I called jenniever, depressed as hell that our plans had been cancelled. The first time I was going to be seeing them with a female, this special night I had planned for so long, cancelled. Fuck. I joined the dozens of rants and tirades on their website, the chorus of angry voices. I felt bad for the fans who had gotten plane tickets and hotel rooms from such far distances as Florida or Texas. Sigh. Chatting with jenniever, we decided to have our own Maiden concert. We watched Rock in Rio on my Xbox in her room wearing Iron Maiden shirts, and she charged me a fortune for a beer. It was a lovely sweet romantic substitute. Awwww.

I also never did wrap up my birthday party. Here's the wrap up, as no one cares by this point. People came. We had a great time. haasthecynic gave me a nice fat check for a bed. runstaverun and kikibird gave me a dresser. jenniever gave me shelves. People brought even more liquor. An amazing time was had by all, except towelboy, who kept on desiring people with boyfriends or husbands. hiphopatcong had the greatest gifts with his caption binder for petemagyar and a Gwar DVD for me. So we had CDs that runstaverun playing while Gwar was looping on our TV. Tons of people came, tons of people who said they would show didn't, just like the last party. jenniever gave me a cake, something I hadn't had for a birthday since... hmmm... high school or so. People sang, runstaverun angered me with taking an L off, and people feasted on sushi and middle eastern food. We ended up with an even more extensive collection of excellent liquor. xypher, windexcowboy, Holcomb, and the Garron crew came. Even Zasnick and friends made it. Good times.

You know what, I quit.
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I quit

As you might have read, I've made a decision. You know what, I quit. I quit LJ. Maybe more of my online lifestyle. It causes drama, confusion, miscommunication, and problems.

graye announcing his quitting of CS for good got me thinking. I've learned a lot from my over ten years as a netizen. I've learned how to get information out of people like that maggot Asclepius. I've learned about the world and it's people better than a class ever could teach me. I've learned from neenerface to try to be happy, xiolette had taught me what makes me happy, graye has taught me not to be a lazy_savant, I've learned how to get people to agree with me or disagree with me. I've learned how others think, the nuts and bolts of my fellow talking hairless monkeys on this cold rock. I've laughed, I've loved, I've cried, and I've felt pain. Friends of mine have met their wives online, and friends of mine have been betrayed online. It's been a source of many things for me. But I'm done. Lately it seems to be nothing but a source of drama and misunderstanding. Oh no, this person said this, maybe they mean this? Maybe they're talking about me, maybe they're being mean to me. I've known people primarily online who have had kids or died, the circle of online life is complete.

No one clicks on my links. No one comments on what I have to say. People like neenerface, track44, and jennytenny have unfriended me for petty reasons. I haven't had time for cybersphere, and thedenbbs seems to be running just fine. I can just maintain that. I won't turn it off just because of this decision. I'll still use the internet for work, I'll still read my email, I'll still use Jabber. But no more AIM or ICQ. No more Friendster or Orkut. No more of the petty little middle school bullshit. Who cares which Wu member you are? You know what, I'm Sam fucking Malone and Tony fucking Soprano. Quizilla says so, so suck it. I've had enough of the pointless quizzes, people posting a link I made months ago and getting a dozen comments on it, reading about the minute details of the furry lifestyle, reading about people putting up with miserable fucking situations that dozens of people comment day after day that they should get out of, and people never fucking learning. Wake up, people. This is not life. I thought that once. Yeah yeah, I shine through the LJ medium, I'm a node on the net, I am Prospero.

I've neglected the meat and embraced the digital medium. I had a problem with this until I read McKenna and his thoughts on technology being an extension of nature. I thought everything was cool, but I was wrong. I didn't realize this until I lived with petemagyar for a while. Like the geeks in Microserfs not in Silicon Valley, I had ignored my flesh and neglected my pasty shell. No more. I live life now, instead of journaling a lack of a life and ``living'' on the net.

I'll keep my BBS up. I'll still use the internet for work and informational purposes. I'll take this journal down later today.

Thank you for sharing your lives with me. I just can't take the drama and bullshit aspects of it any more, and ignore my real life any longer. Goodbye.
  • Current Music
    Iron Maiden, A Real Live One