two pairs of lips//unplugging

let's all go back in time and meet before the internet.




[were things better or worse back then? I had Prodigy back in the day in jr high (used it for exchanging tapes of gymnastics meets and meeting international girls)...i've had a website/online journal for around 8 years now...my life would be very different if it weren't for this contraption. most of my post-high school relationships would not have happened, at least in the same way. I think my peer group is of an interesting era....we came of age without the www or much portable technology (I remember the novelty of buying an encyclopedia from a door-to-door salesgirl, which gave way a few years later to the novelty of Encarta...) but most of my closest friends live online at least part-time. it's weird how some things translate & others don't. i think that i'm more or less exactly the same way online as I am off, but of course that depends on context, etc]


i feel old.
i need a new body.
maybe i'm a mechanical doll but you know what? i dream of being human.


i feel a little like getting married. what??
i'd also settle for being a kept woman.
i think i just need to share the burden (i mean....the LOVE!) for a little while.
at least until i get my colors back....




today....
[one year ago i was making agadashi tofu at Euclid co-op (just moved in) with Ken and interviewing at Chronicle Books (worked there briefly but left to go to oregon). i was about to start selling photos on Telegraph.
two years ago i was cataloging children's books at Sesame Workshop, looking at my first online pr0n shoot for TSG, and concluding a photo class at SVA.
three years ago i went to visit my close friend in the psych hospital and was thinking about endings a lot.
four years ago i was watching zombie movies at UCLA and thinking i was going to transfer there. i had an Italian roommate and when her friends came by to call they would ask, "Is there Sylvia?"
that's as far as i can track back on LJ alone....but the year before that (five) i was at NYU, manic (first time on effexor) and blowing a lot of money on indie films and body mods and macrobiotic food, and the year before that (six) I was working at the Wherehouse, terrified about leaving for Stanford, and experiencing many interpersonal "firsts".]