J-Town Flood, 2008 Edition
Well, there was a pretty substantial rain storm yesterday. I live in a basement apartment, and water came in. So parts of my floor are damp. It's not terrible, but definitely not convenient. I'm going to have to spend the weekend worrying about it instead of wrapping up Christmas details. It doesn't feel like Christmas at all, and this isn't going to help.
This isn't the first time I've gone through this. Wow, almost six years ago... It was weird reading through some of my earlier journal entries to find that post. I guess I haven't changed too much. I'm still lugubrious and unable to handle stress well.
I used to post a lot more back then, too. At some point, I stopped posting so regularly because I didn't receive many comments. Then I stopped even allowing people to comment at all. Control freak reasoning = no one is commenting because I'm not allowing comments vs. no one is commenting because they don't care. Ultimately, the main reason I keep this journal is to communicate with others. I look at the non-mutual friends I have... people who used to be on my f-list but were removed. It's not that I hate any of them... It's just, they never commented, or hardly ever commented. I feel as though I comment fairly regularly (though not over the last few weeks as I haven't been able to find the time)... I guess when people never comment on my journal (or when they don't even respond to my comments on their journal), it makes me wonder what the point is? If you don't want to communicate, why not just keep a private journal? If you don't want to hear people's comments, why not disable comments? If you don't care about what other people have to say or what's going on in their lives, why even have them on your f-list?
Anyway, I'm procrastinating from dealing with this minor flood issue. That hasn't changed from six years ago, either... my procrastinating. I guess I feel less stressed about it than I did six years ago, though. Granted, it was worse then, but this time, I feel less concerned. I mean, I can't do anything about it at this point except try to dry stuff out.
To work.
~Gold_Dragon{TSU}
This isn't the first time I've gone through this. Wow, almost six years ago... It was weird reading through some of my earlier journal entries to find that post. I guess I haven't changed too much. I'm still lugubrious and unable to handle stress well.
I used to post a lot more back then, too. At some point, I stopped posting so regularly because I didn't receive many comments. Then I stopped even allowing people to comment at all. Control freak reasoning = no one is commenting because I'm not allowing comments vs. no one is commenting because they don't care. Ultimately, the main reason I keep this journal is to communicate with others. I look at the non-mutual friends I have... people who used to be on my f-list but were removed. It's not that I hate any of them... It's just, they never commented, or hardly ever commented. I feel as though I comment fairly regularly (though not over the last few weeks as I haven't been able to find the time)... I guess when people never comment on my journal (or when they don't even respond to my comments on their journal), it makes me wonder what the point is? If you don't want to communicate, why not just keep a private journal? If you don't want to hear people's comments, why not disable comments? If you don't care about what other people have to say or what's going on in their lives, why even have them on your f-list?
Anyway, I'm procrastinating from dealing with this minor flood issue. That hasn't changed from six years ago, either... my procrastinating. I guess I feel less stressed about it than I did six years ago, though. Granted, it was worse then, but this time, I feel less concerned. I mean, I can't do anything about it at this point except try to dry stuff out.
To work.
~Gold_Dragon{TSU}