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Meta!
WTF is this shit.
It's a journal, dumbass.
Oh. Right. Is this for writing substantive stuff in?
Yrch.
I don't have feelings* anymore.
*Journals. -
William James
You know what? Cleaning my apartment is loads more fun than reading this self-satisfied, arrogant windbag masquerading as clever and tolerant. What a tool. -
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Today I learnt that I am a callous bastard with no heart.
I usually am when it's societally least appropriate to be. The thing only shows up and starts hogging my chest cavity when nobody whatsoever approves, including myself. -
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I'm wanting to cry for the first time in, like, months, and the issue provoking it is almost humorous in how little most people would think it should matter.
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--Saturday-- I understand why smokers want to eviserate nosy self-righetous moralizing cads
Some nosy douche at the bus stop reprimanded me for jaywalking to catch the bus. When I responded with sardonic contempt to his inability to mind his own damn business, instead of thanking him for his sage observations about the grave danger to my life and then offering to blow him, he grew even more annoying and self-righteous and said: "You have ( Read more... ) -
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Oh thank bloody christ, loan request went through. Just as long as I get it by October, we're all good.*
*By good, I mean, not homeless and occupying space that will be much more excellent logistically and mentally/emotionally. I don't, obviously, mean debt-free and with hope of a prosperous future. -
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The only thing I do with the journal, these days: Post shit when I'm annoyed, then log in and see my inane rants at the top of my journal and delete them. Truly I am at an apex of usefulness ( Read more... ) -
--Saturday-- Ascendent misanthopy
Every few months, some random unpleasantness plunges me into a deep and profound misanthropic contempt. It's a cozy little hellhole. I want everyone to join me. I mean, in their own respective hellholes. Stay the fuck away from me ( Read more... ) -
Lómion
Thus all seemed well with the fortunes of Maeglin, who had risen to be mighty among the princes of the Noldor, and greatest save one in the most renowned of their realms. Yet he did not reveal his heart: and though not all things went as he would he endured it in silence, hiding his mind so that few could read it. . . . his love turned to darkness ( Read more... ) -
--Tuesday-- A moment of pride
So an email notification of the "birthday" of an old LJ I had reminded me that it existed. It was a very unfortunate and deranged LJ indeed, hailing from the worst time of my life ( Read more... )