I am a final year Psychology student in Trinity College, Dublin, Ireland. For my final year project, I am investigating how people using the internet for social purposes act out different parts of their selves online – that is, express parts of themselves that they would not normally in everyday life. If you use the Internet for social interaction and if you present your self online as someone different from your self in real life (e.g. if you play a character online or just behave in a way that you feel is different from how you are in everyday life) I would be grateful if you would complete my short questionnaire. If you meet the above criteria and if you are interested, please contact me on the following e-mail address for more information and the questionnaire: self_study@excite.co.uk All participants in this study are guaranteed complete confidentiality and will receive a copy of the completed report in March. Thank you for your time Lorraine Seery |
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Most poseur don't stay here long. |
whether more or less true to self, we are all most likely not true to physical character. |
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Few know for sure that I really exist and somedays even they and I are puzzled. I am in reality a small hunchbacked one legged gorilla who was educated at Exeter and hang out as a hairy unbathed Viet Nam hippie vet panhandler in front of the Kennedy Center, on whom the real Mark THomas took pity and gave me an identity. The St. Louis thing is just a front. Yeah, like this gorilla is a therapist! Only Cat knows for sure. By the way, where is she? Most of us are cruising biker bars in Michigan (I hear). Send hair spray. By the way, they used to call me Lugh in the Old Days (preNet). |
But,on the other hand,I am a master of disguise! |
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My parents wanted to name me Augustus, and I would sign that name, either. |
<sigh> and I could have been a famous gorilla too. Ok CZ: so you know too that I don't exist. So much for the hidden gorillacade. It's hard to disguise myself as a republican. |
really. |
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Daniel, I may just have left my boot prints on a bar table or two. I hope you've been making snow angels in my absence. |
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So I aped 'em. Boot tracks? mean you been to da North? Up? SNOW ANGELS not withstanding, there's some serious white stuff out this morning but I feel invincible with four new tires on the Danmobile. Was going to get a new Danmobile, but won't be able to afford airplane tickets then. So if it'll float, I can always superinflate the tires and row myself over. Miss the VW that way; it always floated... |
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Lunch= Guido's canneloni with red sauce, hopped up cheesey garlic bread, Dr. pepper; Edy's cookies n creme at Union Station; then dinner I made of portabella mushroom caps filled with three different cheeses, marinated in Balsamic vinegrae (Kraft, straight out of the bottle), and baked slowly until bubbly, then smoked salmon, sesame crackers and jalapeno hummus, and Mr. Pibb. I am loaded with cholesterol and grease but loving it. Looking forward to creamed herring later tonight...and it's not even NY eve yet. (food string interruption for Sarah's benefit). I'll hate it when my guests go home and I'm back cooking a cold turkey on rye for one. Somebody come visit dammit. |