.. and an imac for an eye
I got a new computer. because my old one shit the bed. and so i figured on a ride home from new york to buy one for $135 dollars off ebay. from ‘healthylaptops’ who had like 100 positive reviews.
little did I know that this cheap laptop was going to be worth every nonexistent dollar I spent.
What is most troublesome to me now is that my usb pen won’t work with it. so somehow I will have to get crafty and email it to myself so I can hopefully open it in an attachment to work on my poetry like I planned to do. tech savvy – welcome to it. but not even
what I’ve maybe googled most on this thing so far is ” how to — on a mac”.. really. I don’t understand this thing. an iPhone, yes – another ebay purchase – but, this is honestly outdated even for a macbook.
and that brings me to wonder; for the Carrie Bradshaw twist of the evening; that every time something is outdated, we throw it away? or we “recycle” it? what does that mean?
literally, and figuratively of course! haha.
another computer. for what? to run faster, to keep up with the trends, for superficiality or superiority. hm. everyone is different, yeah. But the fact is – we keep making them. so why are we making them? is the goal one day to have a laptop for every person in the world? or are we keeping up with some or artificial demand – something that we don’t really need.
I watched that movie Columbiana tonight. it got one star, deserves at least two.
because that female lead, Zoe Saladana, prob spelt that wrong – kicks ass. like all over the place. with that acting, with that character, with that literal ass -kicking. the femenist in me thinks the men are the actors who couldn’t keep up with her.
and maybe that’s why it only got one star. because the buster browns up in hollyhood couldn’t give a hoot long enough to understand it. so they gave it low scores.
honestly- that’s how I think alot of the mainstream art works. people have to judge it, screen it, grade it – before it gets out into the public. at least film anyways. that I know of. but like whaaaat, get organic man. just do it.
that was a rant and a half.
and that was some stoner girl diaries.
goodnight
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