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Apr 26, 2004 05:52

I haven't done this in so long I feel like I'm betraying someting. Like I had some sort of sense of accomplishment at not slaving myself for words in times new roman that I won't remember. I could pretend that I don't read these things wishing that somehow, all the things that are said were things I could hear from the source. I could analyze the bs level of the sarcasm, smile to kill the apathy and deadness and depression that seems to blanket most of the people I do know on this, and then I could say something remarkable and entertaining enough that it would be posted about. Inevitably, here comes the part where the "but" comes in: I don't talk to most of you, and the ones that don't qualify there, I see you once a week or so and then it's incedental. It's like I've found some valid way of forcing a projection, because you won't ever have the chance to see the substance.

And now I've fulfilled my own problem with complaining on LJ. Genius. Just go watch Sealab and it will be ok.
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