read me read me read me?

[chaos_dictates]

I have been trying to find the energy and motivation to actually POST a journal entry worth reading. Not that anything in my life is WORTH reading, but so many insignificant things happen in my life on a daily basis that I would like to share, or at least need to get out of my system

Comments

[cruelbitch]

I feel pretty much the same way. I write elaborate entries but only because I have an overloaded thought process. However it really does seem that unless the entry contains SEX SEX SEX TITTY FUCKING BLOWJOBS RIM SLUT DEEP THROAT COCK CUNT SEX SEX SEX SEX people don't give a shit unless it's formatted like a professional blog. Or about cock.

For the record, I read my entire friends-page (and just removed 15+ people who's shit that was physically painful to read), I'm just not an obsessive commenter. I feel if someone's going to de-add me on the basis of not commenting, it wasn't worth having them in the first place, fuck 'em.

Some kid complained about condensing an entry or using an LJ-cut in my last post and I gave him a smackdown and then removed him for being so stupid and worthless.

[shamroq]

I was skimming and came across your mention of SEX TITTY FUCKING and wanted to say 'sup.

[chaos_dictates]

haha. i hope your daughter finds your LJ one day.

[shamroq]

BITE YOUR TONGUE, DEVILWOMAN!

[releko]

still reading, and feeling the EXACT same way you are.

[chaos_dictates]

I was hoping a few people could relate to me in LJ-post anxiety issues.

ah, this probably won't make sense...LUNCH TIIIME

[tommygirl]

"Now, it seems I would rather sit on the couch with my powerbook in lap, alternating staring at the computer screen and watching TV than waste the energy typing an entry. "
...lol, I totally got a visual...
and I feel the same.

it can be great at recording things, you know?
My mind goes fuzzy, and I can't remember WHAT YEAR (I remember the month, based on weather, which is extremely hot/cold in Canada) ...and I often refer to this thing to assist me in figuring out WHEN exactly I
-took that class
-liked that guy
-started to hate that guy
-was more political
-sent out an application for a job/grad school
-hung out with my nephew (and more important stuff related to him)
...it may not be there, directly, for everyone to read...but somethow it is imbedded.

sometimes I get personal, sometimes it's just superficial stuff about daily crap...but I did start this thing to open up more, and to work on my writing/thinking/speakingat times I felt like erasing the damn thing, killing someone I knew IRL but reading my lj, and just stopping -

Re: ah, this probably won't make sense...LUNCH TIIIME

[chaos_dictates]

I was just talking about something similar with a fried of mine this weekend. We were watching a movie & were arguing over a certain actor's credits (or something like that)

Finally I grabbed my laptop, looked it up and settled it.

Then it freaked me out b/c 10 or 15 years ago it would take you a little time to find out... whereas now, almost instantaniously you can look something up.

Maybe it shows my age but it really freaked me out haha.

I can't help it

[shamroq]

Now I feel uneducated, incoherent, and just plain STUPID. Would you believe my mother is an English Professor who teaches GRAMMER??

hahaha....you misspelled "grammar"....hahahah!

Re: I can't help it

[chaos_dictates]

see?!

Now the obsessive-compulsive in me would not CORRECT the spelling error simply because you pointed it out for fear that I was being 'typical' but instead create an:

"[edit] shamroq has brought to my attention that I mispelled grammar when writing about my bad spelling and grammar but I am not going to change it based on principle"

but i shall resist... I shall resist.

(I am only human, man...)

Re: I can't help it

[shamroq]

; )

Bigger font = more raw winking power.

Re: I can't help it

[tommygirl]

I became more of a a grammar nazi, yet more open to making mistakes,
when I picked up another language.

it makes you realize that sometimes mastering words perfectly is burdening, and not as rewarding as just blurting out whatever you feel, whether or not others misinterpret it.

[d_willrobinson]

I'm there for you, babe, I read you.

Don't you find these phases come and go, one day you notice they have already inexplicably arrived, and some other you realize they are gone. I never actually see, hear or feel them actually coming or going, but only notice after they have come or gone.