Jul. 8th, 2004
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Jul. 8th, 2004 11:13 amSo, I'm in trouble at work for the 2nd time in two weeks! Yay! Why is this cool?
( I love my job! )
( I love my job! )
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Jul. 8th, 2004 01:44 pm( Mood chocolate! )
Now there's a kinky idea - mood chocolate! Turns white, dark, or milk based on your mood! Right now my mood is...bunny. I feel good killing bunnies in the form of chocolate. Dark bunnies - spooky bunnies of chocolate death.
Now there's a kinky idea - mood chocolate! Turns white, dark, or milk based on your mood! Right now my mood is...bunny. I feel good killing bunnies in the form of chocolate. Dark bunnies - spooky bunnies of chocolate death.
I disagree - you do know me
Jul. 8th, 2004 04:08 pmI think if you read a lot of my LJ you do know me. Not inside and out, not enough to predict what I'll say on many subjects, not enough to know how to make me come (though you may be so inspired), not enough to know how to hit me square in the nose (though you may be so inspired), but enough to know something about me and some things I consider important. Pieces of me - same as in person.
I express myself in writing much in the same way I speak. I do put piece of me up here, and while it's a negatively biased sample - it's probably no less biased than if you met me in person. My political points, priorities, lifestyle, and many other things appear in my typed spew. I've...sadly enough...made a lot of friends who I only knew casually in clubs, who really liked what I wrote. So yes - I've made friends with the assistance of the net (as opposed to 'through' the net). I've met many people who were inspired to get to know me better in person based on what I wrote. This was more true during DCFreaks days, Roxy list days, when I was just a fluffy club moth crossdressing whore in 'person' (drunk in clubs). A lot of people were surprised to find I had some substance when I came across as such a twit in person. To this day people approach me in person to discuss things I write (which is why my more thought out posts don't seem to get LJ comments - the better stuff gets conversations, and I'm thrilled they do).
Of course now I come across as a twit in writing. Yay technology!
At the same time I agree that you can seriously misconstrue how well you know someone based on their writing. I express who I am in writing, but not everyone does nor does everyone do that well. I think in my case you get a fair sample from what I write.
I eat bunnies, and let their chocolatey goodness melt down my throat.
I express myself in writing much in the same way I speak. I do put piece of me up here, and while it's a negatively biased sample - it's probably no less biased than if you met me in person. My political points, priorities, lifestyle, and many other things appear in my typed spew. I've...sadly enough...made a lot of friends who I only knew casually in clubs, who really liked what I wrote. So yes - I've made friends with the assistance of the net (as opposed to 'through' the net). I've met many people who were inspired to get to know me better in person based on what I wrote. This was more true during DCFreaks days, Roxy list days, when I was just a fluffy club moth crossdressing whore in 'person' (drunk in clubs). A lot of people were surprised to find I had some substance when I came across as such a twit in person. To this day people approach me in person to discuss things I write (which is why my more thought out posts don't seem to get LJ comments - the better stuff gets conversations, and I'm thrilled they do).
Of course now I come across as a twit in writing. Yay technology!
At the same time I agree that you can seriously misconstrue how well you know someone based on their writing. I express who I am in writing, but not everyone does nor does everyone do that well. I think in my case you get a fair sample from what I write.
I eat bunnies, and let their chocolatey goodness melt down my throat.
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Jul. 8th, 2004 06:13 pmDanzig starting a fight he can't win.
http://home.comcast.net/~starchildxx/danzig.mpg
I love arrogance being addressed. "Guess what? Your club rank doesn't mean shit to me." Notice the guy is not being a dick at all until he get's shoved by Mr. Wannabe tough guy.
YOUR'RE STILL AN ASSHOLE!!!