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When the Hollywood finally gets a hold of something it means that it was uncool no less than five years ago, but it also means that by now (five years later) committed reality hackers have already spawned the next set of viral memetic sequences to be proliferated by the populous.

What's a solid, non-pretentious word for intriguing?



I don't know. I can't even spell intriguing. I keep spelling it "intriguiging"

We are the root. Our only wish is to move at the speed of thought. Words fail to meet us half way. Writing things out makes mountains out of mole hills. And my ears are being trickery. I know that the lyrics in this aren't saying "please, come dance with me anais nin"

PLEASE REFRAIN FROM BURYING YOURSELF IN SUBTEXT. THANK YOU.

I truly hate getting caught up in the click and skim zone where you're not really reading anything or writing or interacting at all, but you sit there for hours and just click and skim and await new activity in your regular domain ring or feed subscriptions or email lists, etc.

Electronic limbo. I know precisely what you mean. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. And you go nowhere at all. Jumping at every new delivery of news or info from the Whirled White Wept or some farcical "book" update from one of your closest 3,000 friends. It is folly to believe other than what we're feeling because what we're told is so flawed I don't know where to begin.