Come and dance with me, bitter sweet fool
I'm not actually calling any of you fools. I just have the song in my head. Probably should have started a post like this some other way. Alas. Too late.
So I'm stealing this from Marta. LURKERS, COME AT ME. I always wonder if anyone is reading this strange and rambling LJ of mine, and thus Marta's request for any lurkers to reveal themselves should they so wish to do so sounded fun. I've done my fair share of lurking/stalking, so I'm curious if there are any humans of similar ilk sneakily reading this thing. This is by no means an effort to get any such humans to start commenting regularly. I certainly know what it's like to be too busy (or too terrified - I am a hermit, human contact frightens me) to comment on things, so even if anyone should choose to reveal themselves here, I won't expect anything from you. I'm just curious.
Basically, I'm standing at the metaphorical internet edge, calling out into the void, seeing if anyone is out there. HELLOOOOOOOO (echo echo echo...)
So I'm stealing this from Marta. LURKERS, COME AT ME. I always wonder if anyone is reading this strange and rambling LJ of mine, and thus Marta's request for any lurkers to reveal themselves should they so wish to do so sounded fun. I've done my fair share of lurking/stalking, so I'm curious if there are any humans of similar ilk sneakily reading this thing. This is by no means an effort to get any such humans to start commenting regularly. I certainly know what it's like to be too busy (or too terrified - I am a hermit, human contact frightens me) to comment on things, so even if anyone should choose to reveal themselves here, I won't expect anything from you. I'm just curious.
Basically, I'm standing at the metaphorical internet edge, calling out into the void, seeing if anyone is out there. HELLOOOOOOOO (echo echo echo...)