Glazed with Rainwater, Beside the White Chickens
Couple of things to write about tonight, since its a graveyard shift and all, I actually have time to organize my thoughts before writing them down! Some of you may be shocked at this, some may not even believe it possible. Those people probably believe in the Easter Bunny too, guess what... HES DEAD!
Anyway, I am going to have a new reader... DreamPoem! She is written about occasionally, which led me to read through some of my ol' Journals before she got a chance to see what a Cad I REALLY am. Beside me using the word "chic" occasionally, didn't really find too much. In any case, it was interesting to go through my old journals. Just so everyone knows, I am actually a pretty funny guy! Occasionally demented, neurotic or downright weird, but funny. Haven't been as funny lately. I wonder at this. At some point, this journal became a ::GASP:: serious type thing! Well, let's put it this way, it's getting more serious than I want to get in something that is supposed to be at minimal, refreshing. Maybe I just have serious things going on right now.... maybe I was just having more fun back then (all of 9 months ago) back in the good ol' days. Maybe I am just turning republican...
Scary thought, but then, I was considering the military.
Whatever. Anyway, Dreampoem is across the way reading my journal entries... she occasionally laughs and looks at me. usually it goes the other way around... so that's a good thing. She brought up a good point; why write an online journal where anyone could read it if they were so inclined? Personally, I think it has something to do with the theatrical with me, or the "see, I really AM interesting, read how interesting I am!" sort of ego enhancing thing. I think I originally intended it to be a sounding board for my ideas on philosophy or whatever, which I noticed that while I have had a fair amount of comments, the entries where I say much philosophical don't get near as many. Wonder if that has to do with me rambling on and on and on and on and on and on (I have cut and paste, I can do this all day) and on and on and on and on.
What was I talking about again?
Oh yeah, why journal on the net? Guess thats a question for the masses to answer, hopefully not everyone is as narcisistic as me.
Anyway, I am going to have a new reader... DreamPoem! She is written about occasionally, which led me to read through some of my ol' Journals before she got a chance to see what a Cad I REALLY am. Beside me using the word "chic" occasionally, didn't really find too much. In any case, it was interesting to go through my old journals. Just so everyone knows, I am actually a pretty funny guy! Occasionally demented, neurotic or downright weird, but funny. Haven't been as funny lately. I wonder at this. At some point, this journal became a ::GASP:: serious type thing! Well, let's put it this way, it's getting more serious than I want to get in something that is supposed to be at minimal, refreshing. Maybe I just have serious things going on right now.... maybe I was just having more fun back then (all of 9 months ago) back in the good ol' days. Maybe I am just turning republican...
Scary thought, but then, I was considering the military.
Whatever. Anyway, Dreampoem is across the way reading my journal entries... she occasionally laughs and looks at me. usually it goes the other way around... so that's a good thing. She brought up a good point; why write an online journal where anyone could read it if they were so inclined? Personally, I think it has something to do with the theatrical with me, or the "see, I really AM interesting, read how interesting I am!" sort of ego enhancing thing. I think I originally intended it to be a sounding board for my ideas on philosophy or whatever, which I noticed that while I have had a fair amount of comments, the entries where I say much philosophical don't get near as many. Wonder if that has to do with me rambling on and on and on and on and on and on (I have cut and paste, I can do this all day) and on and on and on and on.
What was I talking about again?
Oh yeah, why journal on the net? Guess thats a question for the masses to answer, hopefully not everyone is as narcisistic as me.