craigslist **update**

So, in the few days of my craigslist post I have found:

1) Men are much more likely to contact women than women contacting men.
I think that men, who are usually too shy to play a part of the traditional male role in real life, feel like the internet is the place to do it. There is no face-to-face rejection, just an unreturned e-mail. This is okay because most of these guys probably contact a lot of the girls, so sooner or later they will get an e-mail back.

2) A lot of people say, "I never reply to these things, but..." I felt only one guy was actually honest about this. Most of them are untrustworthy. As, most people are untrustworthy, and the internet only heightens this. The issue of women trusting men (and general safety) also relates back to number one, as my friend Nikki pointed out to me.

3) People still use bad grammar, even when trying to convince someone to e-mail them back. Also, I am "the female version of Mike Meyers" (lol). It is surprising how little some of them try.

4) I forgot the part of the equation where people I actually know, in real life, may come across this. I felt embarrassed. I also felt horribly depressed, looking at all the other ads and realizing how serious people were taking craiglist. I didn't realize people took it so seriously. I think the e-mails I received also confirmed this.

5) Most people are "uncreative" with their posts and their replies.
This made me sad about people and I wondered what gets them through the day. I'm still unsure if I should continue my research and go on any dates. Although, there are some people who I actually thought seemed funny and intelligent. I think, mostly, I would feel bad about researching people. Also, see #2.

6) Many have jobs related to computers. This might just be because most people have jobs related to computers. But, the numbers were pretty high. Also, two people posted from their Iphones. Fancy. So, I think, most of them have jobs and would be what I consider to be "well off."

So, I have already took it down, some 40 emails later. (Most people also enjoy facts about pigs) People are lonely. I knew this going in to this, but this really solidified it. And in New York, there are just a lot more people, so the percentage of loneliness somehow increases. So, is there really "someone for everyone"? Or is that just something we spew out, when we don't really know how to deal with being lonely, or some one else being lonely, and we feel bad about it?

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In an effort to still my curiosity about "what kind of people contact people on craigslist" I made a post looking for dates.



Zach made it seem like a good idea.

Tao joined me.
I think Tao's post is hilarious. I think I would contact him because I would feel like he doesn't take life too seriously. Or craigslist. I like that.

I enjoy social experiments. I will post results later.

today

I felt unable to separate my head from other heads.
My mind seemed infiltrated with things that didn't need to be thought about.
I bought strawberries at the Union Square Farmer's Market and gave one to a guy selling poems in the park. I also bought poems.

There are things I want and things I need.
I am learning. I am finding gardens on Houston street.
I am thinking about thinking and altering my lifestyle.
I am making it seem possible.

Research Level One

Complete. Maybe. I think I "researched" other things. I feel like I want to learn more about what makes people write. How they would write about a room. I might change my mind on this one.

The American Sentence.

Kerouac said: Americans can not envision the haiku. He said: We have our own 17 syllable Haiku; he called this THE AMERICAN SENTENCE.

Sometimes I make craigslist missed connections into these. I think craigslist missed connections define America.

Lillian, I saw you on the Q train, the love train, please call me soon.

Chances are not mine, your denim jacket, our conversation got off.

Trends I have noticed: Q train, L train, Midtown, coffee shop, red head, blonde, "amazing" eyes, "courage", "glance", "I am certain"

I Need a Magic Eight Ball to Make ALL Life Choices for Me

If someone could sit in my room all night and I could ask them "Should I ..." I think I could be content. I would know my choices didn't really matter, because I wouldn't really have any. I would know that whether I do something or I don't do something, the end result would be the same, sooner or later.


I think I feel overwhelmed by something I'm not entirely aware of.

Jean-Luc Godard has captured relationships once again and has made it seem impossible that 1) We will ever give up being obsessed with love & 2) That we are even capable of loving in a healthy ("normal") way, which is something we have only imagined.

I have been into watching movie lately--now that school is out I find myself idle without the pressure of the tiny mind saying "Don't be idle. No time. No time." I looked at my bookshelf and then took a nap, woke up, and thought about things that will happen in the future and the reptilian brain

Beautiful little fools can wear whatever color they like

leaving

Rescuers have reached a cluster of brightly colored party balloons floating in the ocean off Brazil’s coast, but did not find the Roman Catholic priest who had been using them in an attempt to set a flight record

zg: that's beautiful
it makes me feel like nothing matters
me: thats a good way to feel.
im not really sure how it makes me feel because it makes me feel a whole mess of things. and i wonder a lot about it, so it doesnt feel concrete enough to have a concrete feeling about
zg: are there concrete feelings
me: um, maybe. i dont know.
usually, i guess, there is a mix, but sometimes one overwhelms enough to seem concrete enough
me: what do you think?
zg: i think feelings are something like concerete
'good' and 'bad' are sort of concrete
i might not believe that
i think that feelings aren't concrete



Where do you think he is? What happened? What did he think as he lifted off? Do you think he meant to "lose" himself? Did he think anything, if he is dead, about dying? And think "I am dying because I wanted to beat a world record"? I would be okay with that. I would be okay with a lot of things.

explained.

reading

hannah weiner


okay? so, this makes a lot of sense. there are have been a lot of excellent things (smart people writing smart things that don't make me feel dumb about myself, but, instead, make me incredibly happy about all of the really smart people, other things, small cups of coffee, strawberry pies, different types of dogs) that are now or before. and if everything can just keep doing this things will make sense a little bit, i think.