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11.14.5

(cutaia),
This is week 2 in my "give cutaia hope in his life" drive. I'll probably change the name by next week.

Anyway, I thought I would ask two or three questions here.

  1. How goes the anti-smoke thing?
  2. What's your cat's name?
  3. When can we expect another "Webcam Classic"? Watching you in the desert just isn't as good as watching you rock the f**k out to Avril.

That will be all. Until next week, or sometime thereafter, I remain
---WoogieNoogie

Woogs,

I gotta hand it to you...you're dedicated.

Onto your two or three questions:

  1. I actually have a tell-all journal entry coming in the very near future that will finally tie up quite a few loose ends I've left over the past year, including the great smoking question. For example: What ever happened to Kris? Señor Dipshit? Rando? It'll be a veritable "who's who" of people nobody cares about!
  2. My cat doesn't have a name. It's a cat...it's not gonna come when I call it anyway, so why bother?
  3. I actually only have a few more classics I'm really interested in filming. I can't tell you when that will happen, though.

So, I hope this has been enlightening for you. I can't wait to see what you have for me next week.

Until then,
(cutaia)

11.9.5

So when are we gonna see some new stuff of yourself? We see the new flashes and your making music and your crazy vids. And we've seen you bitch and whine over your ex....But I'm sure some of us wanna see what you can pull out of your hat...not including you cam (ex.watching hours of you sitting there, eating, brushing your teeth, your cat meowing etc.)

hehe, but don't worry I still love you even though I sat and watched the clock ;)

Love,
Autumn

Autumn,

Well, I do have some new flash animations, songs, and movies coming in the near future. Wait...you're telling me that's not good enough? I suppose I could always bitch and whine about my new ex...but do you really want to hear about yourself?

Alright, fine...here's what I have planned for the future in terms of content:

I also recently aquired a brand new keyboard, and I have quite a few songs I'm working on with it.

Coming soon: A new photo gallery just full of crappy pictures like this!

So, don't worry...you've got plenty to look forward to on this website. So, you can stop watching old videos of me ironing my pants now. Seriously...stop it. You're creepin' me out...

(cutaia)

11.8.5

(cutaia),
I am saddened at the fact that nobody likes you. In order to make you feel better, I have pledged myself to sending you one email a week.

Week 1
(cutaia),
What is the meaning of life?

----WoogieNoogie

Woogs,

Thanks. I appreciate your conc...Hey...wait a damn minute! I never said nobody likes me. I just meant they're afraid to send me e-mails. Come on now...let's not put words into my mouth.

As for your question: That's easy! You can find the meaning of "life" in the dictionary:

The quality that distinguishes a vital and functional being from a dead body or inanimate matter.

Hope that helps.

(cutaia)

11.6.5

(cutaia),
I have noticed you have not posted up a new email for quite some time. Is there a master plot behind it? Are you going to blow everyone away with a majorly huge email response?

Or are you just lazy?

---WoogieNoogie

Woogs,

You actually may be surprised to learn that, despite my overwhelming popularity*, I do not receive many e-mails. I have asked myself many times why this is. In researching the answer to this question, I discovered the following excerpts from previous replies I've posted:

In conclusion, I believe that I no longer get many e-mails, because I'm a jerk. So, from now on, I've decided that I will adhere to a kinder/gentler policy on replying to e-mails. Starting with the e-mail below (Which I had forgotten I had received until you pointed out my lack of e-mails). So, now people can feel free to start e-mailing me again.

(cutaia)

*By overwhelming popularity, I obviously meant over 1 viewer a day.

8.24.5

Note: This e-mail was received in August, but wasn't uploaded until 11.6.5.

That new song is great! And hella unique! Love it. You can do so much with classical mixtures, and you did. Its one of those songs that no matter how many times you listen, it will never be the same.

But I don't think the strange squeaky toy noises (and such) at the end added anything to your work :P

Srahh.

Srahh(?),

Thank you very much for your thoughts. It's always nice to know that someone thinks my work is hella anything. As for the squeaky toy noises...you're probably right. But, hey...they can't all be winners, right?

(cutaia)

7.17.5

Note: This e-mail was actually received on 5.26.5.

Brian,
I love ya lots. However, there is something I just have to say... I just got done watching your Operation: Drop Off movie. Not even half way through it you were talking about how all your friends suck and never came to help you move Kris's stuff over to Steve's house, I don't remember you ever asking me to help. Did you ask Kate or Melanie?? I bet you didn't. I know I have not always been the greatest friend especially a few years ago but I've tried to get better and I would hope that you would call me if you needed something. I'd call you... I guess I am just kinda hurt. Sorry, I am not trying to be mean or whiney. I just want you to know that I am here for you now and always. So now that ya have been reminded that you're still my friend (even though I do get busy sometimes), will you at least call me or e-mail me if you need something or just want to hang out?? Alright well I'm done bitching. I hope ! all is going well for you. Much love to ya,

Charly

Charlie,

Actually, if I remember right, I did invite all of you to "The Drop-Off." However, thinking back on it, I might have described it as just an average everyday party to you guys. That's why all of you didn't appear in the movie. I wasn't mad at you guys.

Also, I want to make it clear that it wasn't my intention to make a movie about how much my friends suck. I had wanted to film a fun little party. Something we could watch years down the line to laugh at Kris over. I had planned to film the night long in advance, so the reason the movie ended up the way it did was just because that was the footage that was handed to me. It's hard to film a movie of yourself, by yourself. I had to resort to voiceovers, and then depression, and anger just took over.

Honestly, though, I've always thought that Operation: Drop-off ended up being way too whiney. So, don't worry. I'm not pissed off. I'm just happy that all's said and done. I love you, too.

(cutaia)

6.13.5

this is autumn.....I had fun at your house...and and and.... I miss ya!

Autumn,

Hey, so did I. We'll have to do it again sometime. And don't worry...I'll be at the party Friday.

(cutaia)

5.23.5

Hi cutaia, I just checked out your Operation: Drop-off video and afew other things on your site. It really moved me as well as brought me back afew years.

About 3 years ago, I was going out with a girl named Joanne. She was my first date, first kiss, first lover, first love. At the time we were going out, things were great in my life and looked like my suffering had finally ended. When I was 9, I caught mengitis which left me paralized. I became dead as my heart stopped and my brain switched off. When I awoke, I was in intesive care, blurry eyed and heavy headed due to bandages. I couldn't move, no matter how hard I tried. The doctors did afew scans and found I also had a tumor, so they removed it. I was covered with wires and pipes, going through my throat, my skin, my veins, feeding me, filling me with drugs to keep me alive. After a while, I gained the ability to move again, first my fingers, then my toes and then my head and neck. It took away my independence as I had a catheter and was wearing pads, as well as having to use a wheelchair. At first I was ok with the idea, but as the years went by, the more I wanted to "grow up". I started not using the wheelchair so much, but then I was diagnosed with pervase disease. Half of my left hip bone had rotted away, so back to the wheelchair I went. I got seriously bullied in high school, for being fat for one thing and for being a "cripple" as another. Then I started college.

I decided that because I had a fresh start, I was gonna stand up for myself more. I never got seriously picked on once. Then I met Joanne. I met her in a yahoo chat room, the question that I asked being "anyone here like the band disturbed?" and she answered. We arranged to meet up, but at the time I had a crush on a college pier called Louise. Louise and I were supposed to meet up at the pub after college for a drink. I figured this was gonna be the day that I asked her what she thought about me in "that way". We always flirted with each other in class, so I figured I had a chance. That morning I got a text message on my phone from Louise, saying things like "I really like you" etc etc etc. I thought it was my lucky day. I was wrong. 2 minutes later, she texts me saying that she sent the previous message to me by mistake and asked me if I was upset for getting my hopes up. I lied and said no. Then I canceled on her as I was too angry at her as she was bringing her new boyfriend to the pub to. I decided to text Joanne and asked her to meet me at a shop called Quiggins after college. I didn't know what Joanne looked like and I didn't care. I was looking for compasion.

When Joanne showed up, she knew where I was as I had shown her a picture of me from in my profile. We ended up going the movies and watched Signs starring Mel Gibson. We laughed and enjoyed ourselves. From then on, we ended up going the movies every weekend, mostly making our own fun in the back seats instead of watching the movie. That night after our first date, I got a text message from her phone, only it was someone saying they were her ex boyfriend and they had broken into her house and were standing over her, telling me if I didn't break up with her, he was gonna harm her. The next morning, I called her up and broke up with her, but after I put the phone down, I instaly regreted it and called her up again. It took some doing but we were back together. From then on, my life got worse and worse. I carried on getting messages from her "ex boyfriend" and she even rang me up many times at 2am, waking me up and telling me he "raped her" analy. She was upset because she was a virgin and wanted to loose it to me. I told her she still was as it wasnt normal intercourse. For months I got those messages, but never once did I receive a phone call from him or even hear Brianna's family talk about him. It's like he didn't exist. I didn't think about it at the time, but now, looking back, I know he didn't. It was her all along. Why she did what she did, I have no idea. She controlled me as I fell inlove with her. She'd brake up with me at least once every few days, just to hear my beg and cry over the phone. Just to make me leave college, loosing my grade just to get the train over to her house and to talk to her. Many times, I ended up begging, crying to her to take me back. I lost all dignity and pride. I was lower than a worm. She made me depressed about myself, thinking I wasn't good enough. I ended up cutting myself as she cut her self. A stake knife, a stanley blade, punching in walls, anything to take away the emotional pain. On the day she told me she got "raped", my mum made her spend the night. That night my mum gave her a talk, warning her not to hurt me. Brianna didn't take kindly to my mum after that as she broke up with me. I ended up shouting at my mum for saying what she did. I ended up punching the wall and fracturing my hand. It got so bad that I dropped out of college as I missed so much by leaving to go to beg her to take me back every time she broke up with me. She used me, abused her power over me and made me watch her slice her legs. Then, one day, she broke up with me for the final time. No matter what I did, I couldn't get her to take me back. She ruined my life and was done with me, even though I had proposed to her and given her my grandmothers 200 year old ring.

It took a while before I got my life back together. I still have the scars on my arm as reminders of the time when I lost my life and became a chew toy. I ended up creating an alter ego called Zoomy. That way, if someone didn't like me, it wasn't because of the real me so I wouldn't really feel disliked. But I ended up hurting alot of people with my "use, abuse and reuse" attitude. One person I hurt the most was Brianna who was inlove with me at the time, but I didn't feel the same way. I left the internet world and didnt return 'till 9 months later. I decided I wanted to sort my life out. I had killed my alter ego and had total control over myself. I IMed Brianna and we started talking. We ended up falling inlove with eachother, which was hard as she lived in Florida USA and I live in Liverpool UK. After afew months of being an online couple, I visited her and brought her back to England where we got married. I've never been happier.

I hope you find what you're looking for and I respect you alot as your website says alot about you.

Dino Tassigiannis

Dino,

Well, that was officially the longest e-mail I've ever received.

Your comments mean a lot to me. Truth be told, I've always wondered if that particular movie came off as being more "whiney" than anything else...so it's nice to know that at least one person was able to gather something meaningful from it.

It's stories like yours that make it really hard to have a whole lot of faith in women. I even find myself wondering if this "Louise" had purposely sent you the misleading text message. Women, afterall, seem to derive some kind of sick pleasure from fucking with our heads.

However...I know that the good ones are out there, and I'm always happy to hear when someone's found one of them. Congratulations.

As for me, I plan on taking a trip to Minnesota this coming weekend. I will have cameras rolling, and hopefully I will finally be able to shoot the fun drunken romp that Operation: Dropoff was initially meant to be.

Good luck, and take care,
(cutaia)

5.15.5

I'm sorry for was I suppose was a completely inapropriate[sp] invasion of privacy. O'Malley told me you had a site up finally, and I suppose curiosity just got the better of me. Glad to see you are doing well.

Kris

(No reply)

5.13.5

***The following is an e-mail I sent to Mark Thomas on the 9th***

I've had an envelope addressed to you sitting in my apartment for the past few weeks...but couldn't really think of anything important enough to say to justify mailing it.

In any case, I just want you to know that I've been reading your site for about 7 years, and it's served as a huge inspiration for me. Here's a link to prove it if you're ever feeling bored:

http://journal.cutaia.net/029.php

I just wanted you to know that your site has made a difference in someone's life. It's not often you get to tell someone something like that. Thanks, man.

(cutaia)

***On the 13th, I received the following reply***

it's nice to hear from you. i know i've seen your site before. i think i looked it up after getting a pager message from you.

i watched your webcam for a day or so, and am reminded that i have about 100,000 webcam images that i'm thinking of uploading to my server. most of them are not interesting, but just the idea of hosting 100,000 images for some reason interests me. maybe i'll go back to my roots and put the camera back on again. i only crank it up once in a great while to impress some girl or other. when do we get too old for this shit?

-mt

5.9.5

Hey Cutaia,

I was just sitting here checking out your site for the billionth time, and I could not help but notice that you have not been getting any emails. What the fuck is up with that?

Anyway, I was just trying to catch up on all your updates. Sorry I have been slacking in the cutaia.net department. I know I used to be the first one to read or view all of your updates, but lately I've been finding it harder to get online. Funny thing is that now I have even more spare time than before... funny how that works. Anyway, good job on the site. It has really come around since I first started coming here. Hopefully your kick-ass new job doesn't slow it's progress. I will try to do my best to makes some contributions it in the near future and I will also try my hardest to burn that Ian Moore CD for you, but you will have to forgive me if it takes me forever and a day.... because thats just how I roll.

Your "Number One Fan"

Love ya,
TJ

TJ,

Thanks for breaking that e-mail-free streak I've been going through. Also, congratulations on sending an e-mail that I can't possibly make fun of. Although, it's less interesting this way...

In any case...I wouldn't worry about my new job interfering with site updates. If anything, actually having money for once is going to be good for the content flow. In fact, at the end of the month I'll be taking a trip up to Minnesota, and hopefully some good footage will come of that. See? That never would've happened with my old job.

Although, I will miss making Joe's life a living hell...

(cutaia)

2.7.5

I bought a small camera(and seeing you use one)i need some help with software.its a small Hawking PD300 Pocket DV and the software it uses to upload its pictures sounds and videos is PD300 Manager.It uploads everything good,EXCEPT for the video,and thats the reason i bought it,so im wondering if you have software that will download the video onto my computer successfully unlike the shitty software that came with it.Thanks,if u have any suggestions,tell me,if u got any software u use,tell me the name if u think it will work.

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»¦«©òlt45»¦«? That's pretty fancy. You must be one of them...Europeans or somethin'.

As for all that stuff you just said:

I have no idea what you're talking about, really. So, I'll just tell you this: I upload video through a firewire cable using plain ol' Windows Movie Maker. If that still doesn't work for you, the guys at these forums might have a better idea of what you could try.

Normally, I wouldn't have posted an e-mail like this...but I'm just so damn happy to have someone to reply to besides Peace--dawg.

Thank you so very much,
(cutaia)

12.6.5

(cutaia),

wow! ok, first, you seem to be blaming pot for those kid's action's when it's probably because they're just fuckin' punks. most likely due to the immoral state of the world, especially this country, right now.

second, i'm not trying to say that you shouldn't or can't express your opinion's, i'm just trying to get my opinion in there as well. i'm trying to change your mind about thing's.

think about this statement: change your mind!

this describes one of the greatest abilities of the human brain. to constantly find the answers to important questions, while always finding more questions on the way. i'm not saying that you don't do this, just trying to explain what i'm doing.

as always,

peace--dawg

Peace--dawg,

Fuck that.

I don't like pot. I'm not ever going to. Get the fuck over it.

If you ask me, this is a pretty fucking stupid thing to waste your time on anyway. I mean, seriously...why the fuck is it any of your concern how I feel about pot? You might as well be trying to "change someone's mind" about their favorite color.

If I sound pissed off, it's because I am. I wrote this huge 2,200 word entry about a complicated story involving many things, and suddenly because I included a couple of paragraphs about my views on something, I'm getting dragged into this friggin' debate with you?

Is that all you gathered from those entries? That it was suddenly your fucking duty to make me like pot?

You stated that changing one's mind "[describes the ability] of the human brain [...] to constantly find the answers to important questions."

First off, in the grand scheme of things...this debate isn't even close to important. So by your definition, there is no need for me to change my view on it.

Secondly, you're acting as if there is a "correct" opinion here: Yours.

Well, fuck it. I'm done discussing this. I haven't told you that you should hate pot. Stop telling me to stop hating it. It's none of your goddamn business.

I feel like there was so much to say here...but at this point I'm just exhausted. So, I'm going to end this for now. If you have anything more to say on this issue, do me a favor and say it on the forums.

(cutaia)

2.5.5

(cutaia),

i just read your journal entry about that store you worked at, and i just have a few comments...and maybe some questions.

first of all, even though you didn't say this i think you know it, the only correlation between pot and alcohol is the fact that they are drugs. beyond that they are completely different. if anything, i would relate pot more with anti-anxiety pills or anti-depressants (and yes i am saying that this is a type of self medication, same as alcohol in a way), and people use those even more commonly in this country than pot now. pot and alcohol are two very different drugs though. while you may not think this, but that could be from lack of experience, when people smoke pot they are still in pretty good control, unlike alcohol, where most any slef- control is tossed out the window. i'm not saying that pot heads aren't sometimes slower than normal or kind of retarded, but if they didn't have decent control they obviously wouldn't be able to do complete those tasks you outlined.

second, i have personally known pot heads who are still able to function and weren't complete fucking morons, quite a few at that, but you're right, it can ruin people's lives, but no less than alcohol, or any other drug for that matter.

in conclusion, if you're going to attack pot, you should attack all drugs. everyone chooses what they want to do, and you can't judge that...unless of course, like these morons at your work, they are possibly hurting someone else with their problem.

as always,

peace--dawg

Peace--dawg,

You speak of control. However, it seems you're only looking at the obvious here. You claim that without control these kids wouldn't be able to "complete those tasks" I outlined. Which tasks exactly are you talking about? Slashing a tire? Robbing a store? Alright...perhaps a pothead still has the ability to manipulate a pointy object correctly...

CONGRATU-FUCKING-LATIONS!

However, where was their control when they decided to do those things in the first place? When they decided that getting high was worth being unemployed over? When they decided that a little revenge was worth going to jail over?

But this debate is pointless...

Yeah, I could show you studies that show that potheads make less money in life than similarly educated and employed alcoholics and cokeheads. You could come back with statistics on drunk driving deaths. I could remind you of the people killed by drug lords and in drug deals gone bad...

But what it really comes down to is this: This website is my soapbox, and I will use it however I like. I'm the one paying the hosting fees, so I get to decide what to say. That's the way it works.

One last thing: I'd like you to look at the following statement criticizing the opinions I expressed:

"if you're going to attack pot, you should attack all drugs."

Oh, should I? Should I, Peace--dawg?

Allow me to thank you for reminding me exactly which of your opinions I should be expressing in my personal journal.

Seriously, though...

You seemed to have missed the part of the story where I said, in plain English, that it was the extremity of usage I was concerned about. I'm not defending someone who drives drunk. I am also not condemning someone who "smokes a bowl" on Friday night. (I still don't particularly like that, but then...we're getting back to my opinions, aren't we?) Immediately after you told me what I should write about, you proceeded to say the following:

"everyone chooses what they want to do, and you can't judge that..."

So, it's ok for people to choose which laws to break...but I'm not allowed to pick and choose what I write about on a website that you were certainly not forced to visit? Isn't that a little hypocritical?

On a side note...I noticed that you joined the forum, but have yet to post anything. I do look forward to seeing what you have to say on a more regular basis, without it always being in response to something I've written/said/done.

Until then,
(cutaia)

2.1.5

Hello,

Your product ends in -SMN which stands for See Me Now. It does not include the audio module. The audio version ended in -HSMN, which stands for Hear and See Me Now.

This product is over 2 years old and we no longer offer any extra modules for it. It will only web cast video, no audio, sorry.

Thanks,

Troy Foster
Technical Support, Inetcam

***Note: This was an e-mail I received in response to a support ticket I issued with Inetcam about the lack of audio for the cutaia-cam. I sent the following reply to him.***

Troy,

That's a rather technical explanation. Allow me to clarify here, so I can better understand. So, what you're saying is:

"I'm screwed because I bought an outdated product that you guys for some reason still stock on store shelves?"

Alright, I think I get it now. In that case, perhaps you could answer a separate, and entirely unrelated, support question:

Are there any other companies making webcasting software that are not in the business only to waste my time and money?

Once again, thank you for your help.

(cutaia)

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