The power of self-referentiality

Apr 05, 2012 22:38

Perhaps it's just me, but I don't wonder that the sort of people who bang on about all the things they used to do are much better off being ignored.

pwnage, mithering, oh just sod off

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valkyriekaren April 5 2012, 22:20:28 UTC
I caught up with an old friend recently and muttered something about it being 'a blast from my faintly disreputable past'. He was offended til I pointed out that my present is probably WAY more disreputable!

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quercus April 5 2012, 22:41:17 UTC
I went to the pub this week to fettle someone's violet wand machine (I love our local - you plonk a megger down on the table and they just ask if you need a better light).

Ended up talking to someone else entirely about Murray & Vern. That was a surprise.
(They probably know JH-R (Whitby, naturally), but didn't know SFC)

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valkyriekaren April 5 2012, 23:58:50 UTC
Play party this weekend, rubber party next month (no I won't be wearing rubber, makes me look like a binbag full of spam). Life's OK, y'know?

Back in the day it was more of a rollercoaster, but these days I enjoy the ride more, and the view's better.

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sammason April 6 2012, 06:03:04 UTC
I used to bang on about myself but I've stopped now ;-)

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bmlg April 7 2012, 18:50:17 UTC
Isn't that the purpose of blogs and LJs? To concentrate anecdotes into the aether and keep them from conversations?

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hirez April 8 2012, 09:25:25 UTC
There's that, too.

I think what I meant is that there are people who'll go 'I used to to do (thing) and now I do (other thing)' and then there are those who are all 'I used to do (thing) and now I don't do anything, but you should totally listen to me bang on about (other thing that you're doing) because it's just like (thing), no really it is.' which I suppose boils down to 'I coulda been a contender...'

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jendama April 8 2012, 19:09:33 UTC

ingaborg April 11 2012, 13:07:23 UTC
That was my secondary school! All the senior teachers used to bang on endlessly about all the great things they did when it was a grammar school (hostelling trips in the Lake District, building raku kilns, etc etc). Not one of them would do a damn thing for we students of the day, at what was then a very posh comprehensive. I loathed them. And it made me feel cynical and cheated. On the plus side, I went out and did lots of fun things under my own steam the moment I had the chance.

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