Thursday, 02 August 2012
Technically, we are all dying from the moment we're born, but that's sort of morbid. Yeah, I think I have a sinus infection. Feels like I have a fever. Of course, can't rule out the interference of allergies on top of that, since I was sneezing every 2.5 seconds today at work.
Aside from the sneezing I didn't actually feel too terrible, just exhausted. I was reluctant to take allergy meds because I could have fallen asleep sitting at my desk without any sort of assistance whatsoever. Despite the Loud People doing their usual f@*#ing yelling about the g#*@(damn #*@$ as they usually do.
I was supposed to go this weekend to the city to watch accordion wrestling with Mr. Five. Wait, let me find the link so you won't think I am delirious from the fever and making this up. Here is the Link: LINK. Also, dinner beforehand. What sort of cuisine would go well with accordion wrestling? I dunno. Anyway, I emailed him a short while ago to say that I hope I can make it but as of this moment I feel pretty crappy. Oh well.
So I got home from work and laid down and slept for about two hours, then woke up and laid in bed for a bit. Brother called me and said, "You sound sick" and I said, "that's 'cause I am." Duh. I debated calling Mum just to whine at her, but then she would say, "Don't go to work tomorrow," but I have to go to work tomorrow because there's a thing I didn't do today that has to be done before Sunday so I have to do it tomorrow.
I might well depart early, though.
Anyway, I was going to write something about the Perceptions of Internet Peoples. Yesterday morning I pulsed that I had a dream about a Xangan, and @godfatherofgreenbay asked if he had long or short hair in the dream.
The dream was not about him, but I replied that I often imagine him with long-ish hair like the Beatles in 1964. Wait, let me find a photo. Here is the photo: PHOTO.
That doesn't work as well as it does with the Links. Sorry for having to pause. If I was feeling normal, I might have prepared these reference materials in advance. FAIL.
Where was I?
Oh yes, perceptions of Internet People. The Godfather told me that I was actually fairly accurate in my Perception of his Internet Hair, so that sent me into wondering, possibly influenced by the drugs, about how people "see" one another on the Interwebs. There are a few of us, including myself, who do not use actual photos of ourselves as our profile pictures. So, while I've posted photos of myself sporadically, the one you probably most associate with me is the tree with the birdhouse, which is the profile photo I have used since joining Xanga. Sometimes I consider changing it, but then I wonder if people will not know it's me anymore. This has happened to me in the past, where someone changed their photo and I was confused for a short while.
Anyway. For the people who have photos of themselves, I suppose we have no question about what the person looks like, and thus when we are thinking about them or interacting with them or fantasizing about them or dreaming about them, the profile picture will automatically be there in our minds.
However, what about those odd folks like myself who do not have human photos. Though I have seen actual photos of @randaness, I most often think of her as an evil black cat, even though for some odd reason the evil black cat photo will not show on my computer, only on my phone. In the dream, however, she was not a cat. I don't have very good visual memories even of real life events, but I think the way I imagined her in my head is close to the way she actually looks. Unless her wedding pictures were a lie. Hmm.
So. Where am I going with this? I'm asking a question is what I'm doing, okay? Do you find that you perceive Internet People in a way close to reality? I posted my photo fairly recently and a few people who had never seen me before said that I was not what they imagined I looked like. A similar thing occurs with DJs on the radio - they sound like awesome young guys, but in reality they're some fat, middle-aged bald dude. Even having seen photos of DJs, I find I often still imagine them as I originally did.
Yeah, so that was the question, I guess. How do you imagine others in your head, and does that head-image come close to reality?
Okay, I think I'm going to finish eating my microwaved tuna noodle casserole and then go back to sleep. Have a night, folks.