First of all, who knew that LiveJournal was still a thing? I thought it died with the institution of mySpace. Apparently not.
I had totally forgot about this place until I was cleaning my desk and went through my little password notebook, which featured a LJ entry. "Hey," I thought to myself, "let me go see if all of my posts are still up. Won't that be amusing?
No. I was incorrect. I was unamused. Well, that's not true. I thought the blog post about leaving the IHOP all pissed off at the waitress was funny, but only because I just told that story to someone. I thought it was funny that there was existing documentation about that event besides my memory. I had forgotten how big her eyes were. Ha.
Anyway. I used to write a lot back in 2005-06. It dropped off when I switched to mySpace and started acting like an asshole.
A huge festering, black asshole. Yes. I admit it.
TheWife reminded me that there were LJ entries that I took down because I was such a douche. I had removed those from my memory, but I believe her. For one, she has an elephant's memory and I don't. And for second, that's totally something I would do.
Lets see. I got married. Made lots of mistakes, moved to Indianapolis, made more mistakes, had a son, moved back to Orlando, made a few more boo-boos, and am about to have another son.
One thing I noticed was that I went from typing "Boo hoo, Amanda, boo hoo" to telling my son not to stand on his package of diapers for fear that they would become useless.
The definition of water over the bridge or under the dam. Whatever.
Fact is I'm a lot happier now. Things are good.
Here endith the rebuttal.
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