Seeing as hardly, if anybody'll ever read this, here goes:

A pink neck or pink collared person is someone who is neither a redneck, in the generally understood meaning of the term, nor a white collared person, in the generally accepted meaning of that cliche either.

I am describing me to myself. The perennial D student in school - Barely Passing in life itself. Self-taught - sort of.

Describing one whom has neither fallen through the cracks of society nor avoided them completely, I have taken up residence between them. Always on the outskirts of town, ay?

I came up with a term for my so-called poetry this AM: atonal poetry. Makes perfect sense to me. Atonal bi-polar as well. Which brings me to a perception about the kind of support that Icarus presents in the forum - and it's limitations: 

1] The forum is online and thus not really trustworthy/intimate; one can only go so far in disclosing personal stuff. 2] Less clear to me is a feeling that there is pretty powerful element of the soap opera-ization of discussions, including onedownmanship. 3] There is a subtle, albeit for the most part unconscious, classism[cultural bias] going on.

Ordinarilly I would even be here if it weren't for the circumstances of Denise going to grad school> needing a computer at home> a desparate depression>me starting to fool around with the art program it> where it went from there the hard way.

More later.....