What an odd meme

[lapsedmodernist]

Btw, my recent prolificness is due to the fact that I've been at my computer all weekend cranking out questions for my comps. That's right, not only do I have to write the answers for my comps, I have to write the questions, too. You'd (naively) think that would make it easier, but actually it makes it that much harder. Obviously, you can witness the epiphenomenal fallout on your friends pages.

Anyway, onto the passive-aggressive meme:

If you and I were alone in a room right now, what would we be doing?
(Post this in your journal, and see what people want to do with you.)

Comments

[hadaly.livejournal.com]

I would be telling you about the sad sad dog named Flike in the movie Umberto D, and then I would probably start crying. Again.

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

So what was so sad about it? I read your post and gathered how sad it was, but not why.

[hadaly.livejournal.com]

Well, it's not really about anything. I mean, it's hard to explain why it's sad. It's about an old guy (Umberto) and his dog (Flike) and they have no money and I think it's interwar Italy (though it was made in '52). Basically the guy is trying to get enough money to stay in his rented room but he can't. And he contemplates suicide and tries to give away his dog, but he can't.

[klingrap.livejournal.com]

Most likely drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes and bitching about boys.

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

wait...we can actually implement that!

[klingrap.livejournal.com]

Let's. When is good for you? I'm busy as all fuck, as I imagine you are, but maybe we should just meet up at some bar at like 3 a.m. or something.

[theodora.livejournal.com]

Ouiji-boarding.

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

Oh! I am TERRIFIED of ouja board.

[theodora.livejournal.com]

I'm none to easy on it either. Thus the draw.

aw, fuck

[theodora.livejournal.com]

"too"

"too"

Shoot me.

chillin'

[remsaverem.livejournal.com]

chatting with each other online while beeping, full house on tv in the background, perhaps painting our nails, and discussing... well, all the shit that you just can't make up. and the rev. always the rev.

Re: chillin'

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

in other words, what we do every night :)

[tomorrow-devil.livejournal.com]

Trying to figure out if we're going to get along in the flesh. And probably drinking.

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

I think we will. Especially if we are drinking. We will put that theory to test in November.

[seltix.livejournal.com]

ok, well i honestly don't really know. i suppose after the initial what/where/who-the hell, we'd probably be like, "where's pnts?" because of the common bond. then there'd likely be a lot of talking.

eventually i'd have you lying on the couch. or possibly sitting up. maybe standing? however you like it. because you'd probably eventually convince me to get back into doing dream analysis, and you'd be talking about some of your dreams and answering my questions and responding to comments and whatever. and obviously you'd have to be comfortable, so however you felt most comfortable would be how you were posed. i'd most likely just be sitting in a chair.

we'd probably be drinking too. although it's likely that we'd start with something like coffee/tea, and once we break into the subconscious then the alcohol would be more appropriate.

[pdanielson.livejournal.com]

Making a movie.

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

what kind of movie?

[pdanielson.livejournal.com]

I'm thinking something post-post-modern. Something that eschews the boundaries of narrative while exploding the notion of a fractured, textualized self; something that turns the panopticon outward through the use of gendered imagery and a spartan aesthetic. Or porn.