I feel like I did the first time I commented on the blog of someone I didn't personally know. It was Emi, actually. And I felt like a degenerate so I sent her a real email telling her who I was. This was before I knew about the whole "letters to marc jacobs" thing. There's irony for you. I felt like I had to introduce myself for commenting to a women who wrote hundreds and hundreds of unanswered letter to Marc Jacobs. She must have though me rather simple. She still might.
I just want to make sure if I am crossing your line you let me know. See, one of my first comments was from a gentleman in Australia. I was thrilled and then I clicked his profile and read his blog and I realized he was in an institution in Australia. And when medicated he was a thoughtful person who produced some beautiful art. But, schizophrenia being what it is, when he was "off" his posts were a tad paranoid. Which made me, being what I am, a bit paranoid. His art was still fascinating. Thankfully, continental drift is a slow thing so I'm not too worried about bumping in to him.
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I would like to rescind my previous statement about the speed of continental drift. I think New Zealand felt like it had to make a point. Ease off on that shifting thing, there, Kiwis.
Miss Alpha, my separated at birth but still several years younger twin: I feel like we have been friends for a long time. Please head back to my facebook page and friend me (trust me, I encourage very few people to do so): I don't even know your non-monkey name!
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