Well, in closing off my journal to people who responded they wanted in, I inadvertently realized a side effect - I can't keep clicking refresh to live vicariously through the lives of all those people who are more interesting than I am, even if they don't want to read my drivel. Thus, my pathetic existence has deflated like a wilting balloon
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It would be great to see the both of you again. Come over, we'll have pizza.
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Another option would be for me to come by after work some day, since it's just a couple stops down from my office. That's something that'd be easy to do on a day Mike's working late or something similar...
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Dr. Pete and Dan recently introduced me to Twitter (about which I only knew through stories of Egyptian prisons). Basically it's blogging for people with ADD. You only have 140 characters and you can send from all sorts of mobile devices. Precisely how much depth are we trying to avoid? I don't know.
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At the same time, I'm confronted with my misanthropy and desire to curl up and not do anything.
I think it's very contextual. I'm good in small groups of people with similar interests, but in a large crowd I just kind of clam up. I think I'm getting better these days, but I haven't really been able to test it out. I've been mentally getting a few lines together in my head for when I can't think of something to say.
"I'm a novelist" comes to mind, as soon as I freekin get a novel published, "I'm a Satanist" is also a good opener, but I haven't gotten to use that one either.
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Earlier this week.
But just getting together for dinner just because? No reason, no pretense? Does that happen anymore?
Yes.
Did it ever happen?
Yes.
LOL, MOVE OUT OF THE CITY! ;)
I stopped sharing my life online because it ultimately became a very masochistic affair... I don't have time to go into more detail about it, but I've gone through some very similar feelings as, frankly, I've watched friends' priorities change, and my importance in their lives diminish significantly. I'm happy that they're moving on to new things, but the selfish part of me hates giving up those close connections. But it takes two to make those connections happen, so I've had to let some things go.
More later. All my best until then.
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There is some wisdom in this sentiment.
The city is a good place for single hipster urbanites. I'll swallow a gun if I move to the suburbs.
There would be lots to see and do if I was a single hipster, and/or not fucking TIRED ALL THE TIME.
< / grump>
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I sometimes worry about you, living in the very seat of all you seem to hate in life.
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And I'm not as bad as all that, I just like to complain a lot.
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