STALKERSPACE

does anyone have myspace for any reason other than ruminating over old lovers? it is THE shoebox under the bed of the 21st century. it saves messages in your inbox so you can go there and read all the love letters that guy sent you in college, and you can click on their default photo and be whisked to their page and their albums. and since no one maintains their profiles anymore its like things havent changed at all since you were dating or whatever. an ephemeral little nostalgiaspace for anyone that was active on the interwebs 2004-7.

suck at feminism

we've already tried to figure out how and why there are so many used condoms lining the streets, and now this! a brassiere! are people really just ripping their clothes off and having protected sex in the middle of the road? and then leaving the evidence? so we can all get jealous? because we are not so spontaneous? and confine sex acts to private spaces? like puritans!

or maybe whilst speeding around our fair city some woman just realized she was sick of The Man trying to keep her titties in check and threw that poorly-designed garment of oppression right out the window?

condoms: the wrap up

i've said it before and i'll say it again: i do not wish to imply that condoms= sucking at life. buuuut.... david cross already beat me to making a joke about finding used condoms on city streets (listen to 'shut up you fucking baby') and the receipt for golden emblem (read: cvs' generic brand) peach rings and trojen enz speaks for itself...