True thoughts of a mad-man
I often find myself wondering why I don't feel the need, the desire, to update my journal, to get my thoughts out. Sure, it feels good when I get to vent, or I get to share with those who, for some ungodly readon, enjoy reading about my life (or just forget one day they added me and just haven't remembered to take me off their friends list). But really, I just don't ever feel the need.
However, I check my friends page RELIGIOUSLY ... at least once per day, if not more. I try to comment whenever something strikes me, even sometimes when it's not necessary just so people don't forget I read their journals.
And on top of all that, I don't have many RL friends who even KNOW about my journal, for very particular reasons, mainly so in the event of some catistrophic event between us I can vent about them and not care about who reads it. (of course, Chicken, now I can't write about you ;) )
But why, then, do I not write here? I know for a fact there are a couple people who read this thing hoping to see whats been going on in my life, they email me once-in-awhile saying "hey, don't you love us, why don't you write" ... and no I'm not complaining honest, it makes me smile every time :)
I'm a voyuer. I enjoy watching the world, reading about what is happening in other people's lives, seeing what they are doing, hearing about how great this and that was, being a shoulder for them to vent/cry/lean/hit ... I get more of a high off of that then I do doing those very things to others.
At least, that's what I've come up with ...
On a side note ... Cash flow is soooo tight right now, especially now. I'm gonna have to cut back my spending the next few weeks ... I just lent T another 300 bux so he could pay his rent...and so his fiance' doesn't leave him and take the girls with her ... they are like my neices, and he's like my brother. I gotta help take care of 'em all ... even if sometimes I think his fiance' is a freakin' loon. He loves her, and their kids, and that's all that matters.
I wish I could come up with some scheme that would make him money. And me money ... that'd be nice ... to make me more money!
*chuckle*
--j
However, I check my friends page RELIGIOUSLY ... at least once per day, if not more. I try to comment whenever something strikes me, even sometimes when it's not necessary just so people don't forget I read their journals.
And on top of all that, I don't have many RL friends who even KNOW about my journal, for very particular reasons, mainly so in the event of some catistrophic event between us I can vent about them and not care about who reads it. (of course, Chicken, now I can't write about you ;) )
But why, then, do I not write here? I know for a fact there are a couple people who read this thing hoping to see whats been going on in my life, they email me once-in-awhile saying "hey, don't you love us, why don't you write" ... and no I'm not complaining honest, it makes me smile every time :)
I'm a voyuer. I enjoy watching the world, reading about what is happening in other people's lives, seeing what they are doing, hearing about how great this and that was, being a shoulder for them to vent/cry/lean/hit ... I get more of a high off of that then I do doing those very things to others.
At least, that's what I've come up with ...
On a side note ... Cash flow is soooo tight right now, especially now. I'm gonna have to cut back my spending the next few weeks ... I just lent T another 300 bux so he could pay his rent...and so his fiance' doesn't leave him and take the girls with her ... they are like my neices, and he's like my brother. I gotta help take care of 'em all ... even if sometimes I think his fiance' is a freakin' loon. He loves her, and their kids, and that's all that matters.
I wish I could come up with some scheme that would make him money. And me money ... that'd be nice ... to make me more money!
*chuckle*
--j