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Nov. 27th, 2006 11:41 amWhy.
I swear, it's just like real life. Short outpourings of sharing, interest, emotion, and then something shiny drifts past my nose and I'm off somewhere else entirely. Or else I suddenly decide that I've talked enough and shut up for a week. My friends put up with it, though I can't imagine why. I could spend today posting around at PPN, LJ, Holmesian, even POL, chatting with people I haven't talked to in ages, making new friends, intellectually stimulating conversation, &c.
Instead, I'm going to write an uninspired but structurally flawless essay about Rebecca, play Sims, and nap sporadically.
New avatar time. I think I'm also going to listen to that Ka soundtrack I got in Vegas last spring, and pretend that I don't miss the heat and the sun.
I swear, it's just like real life. Short outpourings of sharing, interest, emotion, and then something shiny drifts past my nose and I'm off somewhere else entirely. Or else I suddenly decide that I've talked enough and shut up for a week. My friends put up with it, though I can't imagine why. I could spend today posting around at PPN, LJ, Holmesian, even POL, chatting with people I haven't talked to in ages, making new friends, intellectually stimulating conversation, &c.
Instead, I'm going to write an uninspired but structurally flawless essay about Rebecca, play Sims, and nap sporadically.
New avatar time. I think I'm also going to listen to that Ka soundtrack I got in Vegas last spring, and pretend that I don't miss the heat and the sun.
