I'm posting pictures in this entry, for the simple reason that I haven't posted many lately, and that my webcam was suffering from underuse. That's just not right.I also noticed there's a lack of images of me in my infamous pretentious glasses (pretentious in that my eyesight is quite clear and the glasses do nothing to alter my vision), so I thought I'd include a few. Behold bespectacled Ripe!
Ever the intellectual, I appear to be in deep concentration ... actually I'm just checking my image out onscreen in typical vanity.
Remember this entry in which I described my typical "neutral face" that encourages crippled homeless people to tell me to smile? This is a rather cheerful version of that face. Explains a lot, doesn't it?
However, I am capable of smiling, contrary to popular belief.
Sadly, my volcanic hair is fading, as you can tell by this picture taken a couple of days ago (compare it with this one taken two weeks ago).
The solution? Why, more red dye, of course. Because *tosses head back like Cybil Sheppard* I'm worth it.
OK, I'm done with the egocentric picture parade now.
I've decided I need to take more drastic measures to ensure my time spent online doesn't drag well into the wee hours of the morning anymore. Wanna know what I've come up with? Of course you do.
We're hooked up to the internet through cable (the only way to go, really, people ... the only advantage of a dial-up connection is that fewer people try to download mp3s off of you on Napster and Kazaa and other such programs because it takes too bloody long!). Take out the cable, and this computer is of little use to me. My mom generally goes to bed before midnight. Tonight, I'm telling her to pull out the cable when she goes to bed and to take it to her bedroom for the night. This way, I needn't worry about exercising intense willpower all night ... I'll simply be unable to go online. All I need is one brief moment of strength in which I allow my mom to remove the cable, and I'm set for the night. Brilliant, no? Well, I happen to think so. If this works out, I'll have her take the cable several nights a week just to keep myself in check. If I still spend way too much time online on the other nights, I'll just have her take the cable every night.
Think it's crazy? Me too. So crazy, it just might work.
I got this idea reading a book called Mean Genes at Chapters yesterday. It was written by two guys, one of whom was addicted to checking stocks online. Rather than trying to simply discipline himself and deny his impulses to log on when he shouldn't, he solved it by putting his cable in an envelope with his own address on it and Fed-Exing it ... back to himself the next morning. Sure, the delivery guy gave him a strange look, but it worked. Only a true internet addict could possibly understand something like this. It made me laugh. Now, Fed-Ex would be rather costly, but having my mom stash the cable away in her room costs nothing, and I'm positive she'll be more than willing to do it for me (considering she's had numerous concerned talks with me regarding my obvious internet addiction). Problem solved.
So. I'm going to spend my evening reading, and possibly hitting the bookstore again and writing in the paper journal. I find it really helps me maintain my diary and online communication without allowing myself to be consumed by the multitudes of internet distractions and time-killers. When I'm out of the apartment and writing, I still feel like I'm part of the outside world, whereas when I'm online for hours, the real world seems like a dream. Or maybe a more accurate analogy would be that the internet feels like one of those long, tedious dreams I can't wake up from ... like when you wake up in the morning thinking you ought to get up, but instead keep repeatedly drifting back to sleep, until you wake up to discover that you've missed more than half the day. Which is OK every once in a while. Just not when it's every damn day.
I'll see how it goes.
Wish me luck.
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