One of my friends on Facebook had asked if it were possible to be a hermit if you lived with someone else, and the overwhelming consensus was that yes, yes you could, and it was to be called co-hermitation. I chuckled, because that suits my life – my husband and I tend to be in our little bubbles; we’re alone, but together. We’ll still talk and interact, but it’s not constant – there is no pressure to be social. Though I’m not sure I can explain it much better than that, though I suspect that our various guests who have joined us in this state can understand the bliss it brings. 🙂

Another friend, I don’t remember whom, posted a link to an interesting tag cloud. It’s actually kind of frightening to see proof positive of how advertisers will reinforce stereotyping to sell their piffly crap. Oh sure, one could argue that boys have extra energy to burn off, so of course they’re going to use action-packed words and concepts to encourage them to run it off. And, of course girls are creative little things that like sitting around and being stylish fairy pixie princesses… gag. Oh sure, pink was my favorite color for about a week when I was a kid – because that’s what was pressed on my mind by society and the media. I shook it off and returned to playing with my Hot Wheels and Ninja Turtles – like hell I was going to be forced into a mold, even at that age.

It’s stuff like this, though, that makes me wonder if I’m a total misanthrope. I generally like people (as long as they are generally genuine – fakes are kind of obvious to me, and worthy of derision and refusal of acknowledgment ;D), but I find that I generally resent-to-despise society. I resent pressure to conform to herd mentality, and always have. By the same token, I guffaw at those who are corporately individual; I’m soooooo unique because I do this thing that everyone else does to rebel, lulz! But as I’ve said in the past, I’m an introvert – the games that ‘normal’ people play weary me, and waste my time. But hate? I’m not sure that I’d apply such a strong word, even if the concept is apt. By that, I mean I’m minded of something my mother said once – hate is the same coin as love, because both consume a person. And it’s valid – I am somewhat consumed with wondering at these how and whys, though not consumed… hate light? *shrugs and grins* I guess however much I try to understand people and society, I will never be able to understand the keeping up with the Jonesing, the guilt-buying, and the must-have-ism that makes Western society quite so miserable in this day and age.

Otherwise, I’m sitting here listening through the Gorillaz discography. I’ve always liked the band, but never enough to actually sit down and listen through. But after seeing a fabulous live show on TV over the weekend (I know, the content isn’t actually there :'(), I figured I’d rectify the situation, and refresh myself of the cartoon band’s story. It’s an amusing story… makes me wonder why I never really kept up with it. It’s insane without being too ridiculous, and deliciously inconsistent and muddled. 🙂

And back to that – have a nice day!