seaslug

Brain of a seaslug

I should probably put this whole entry on blog_sociology.

First, more spam to my Well account. From: Meaningful Love<kelsey.montano@comicmail.com> came an email announcing that:
4 Cheating-Wives have been matched for you in your area:

1) Jessica, 120 lbs, 5'9, 36c, 10 miles away, available Dec 24-30th
2) Laura, 127 lbs, 5'8, 36d, 8 miles away, available Dec 23-28th
3) Tabatha, 117 lbs, 5'6, 34b, 19 miles away, available most nights(husband
works midnights)
4)Sandra, 134 lbs, 5'9, 36c, 21 miles away, available most week nights(looking
for side-fling)
These absolutely crack me up. I just have to wonder what kind of business these emails generate. The way all the statistics are listed. The exact weight of these cheating wives, for instance, but also only their breast size supplied. Also when they're available. I just have this vision of cheating wives with calendars making appointments over the phone. "That's right, I'm available most week nights. Come on over about midnight." Of course, the fact that this whole cheating wives thing was sent from a spam generating computer that decided to address the email from "Meaningful Love" is just the height of something or other. Like... wha?

So it's Christmas Day and I'm at work. My morning person called me about 9.30 am, all flustered and nervous, saying she smelled ammonia in the engine room. Can't say I blame her for being shook up. An ammonia leak can be a dangerous thing. I had her call the maintenance managers. Turned out it was a small leak in one of the compressors. Fortunately, it was easily resolved. I'm sure my morning person is glad I came in and gave her a half day off.

So now I'm the only one here and there's not much to do. As I had predicted earlier, I'll be spending most of the day crawling around flist flists. I'm not the only one, either. A couple people on my flist were popping up here and there, reloading their flist pages, looking for new entries, wanting to talk to their friends, LJ or otherwise. Also, there were a lot of LJ'ers wishing everyone happy holidays and so forth. Some people are posting multiple entries describing what's happening where they are just after it happens. LJ just seems so vibrant to me, the way people reach out to each other.

It's quite by chance and good fortune that I'll be spending this evening with a friend's family. Most of my friends are long distance right now and my family has been dead for some time. I've been sharing holidays and other special events with people online for about 12 years now. First AOL, then IRC, and now LJ. I'm very new to LJ but have really dived into it. The breadth of lives and experiences, openly shared, is really quite addicting. Of course, I was one of those types addicted to the online experience from the get go. I was lucky enough to know the IT guy in the New Orleans DA's office back in 1993, and he used to let me use his unix shell account to access IRC. Back then talking to people around the world was exciting but, at the same time, looking at the plain white text on that deep black background used to enhance the sense of distance. Simultaneously there was a feeling of companionship and isolation. I still get that feeling and I wonder if others, logging into their accounts from the houses of their families, or from home while waiting for people close to them to come back from visiting, also get that simultaneous feeling of companionship and isolation. All those people who are so far away. Some of them you'll never meet face to face. And yet, the more posts and comments you get the more you want. It's like that robot, Johnny 5, in the movie Short Circuit: "Must have input!" I'm really not sure my online addiction is at all healthy. I'm also not sure I'll ever be able to make a clear and literate post.
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