I love you. Thanks for the reminder.
Right now my favourite bit is the inevitability of pretty girls posting pictures of themselves, but that could change when I re-read.
Thank you for the icon. It was perfect for this post.
Oh crikey, I was genuinely unaware of all the filth on Livejournal. I mean, I probably dimly aware that there are communities devoted to various shenanigans and what have you, but hadn't bothered to venture up that alley, so to speak. Hmm, I wonder if there is any Nigella Lawson or Kirstie Allsop "fanfic".
To be honest, I only wrote this post because it allowed me to work in the phrase "h0tt gay vampire sex."
I would write it out by hand or in a text document, but it's strange - everytime I try that it doesn't work.
The file never saves - the pen always runs out - something always happens.
I hate having a LiveJournal because I AM MY OWN PERSON but if I didn't have one I wouldn't be able to write anything anywhere ever.
P.S. U r preetty laydee. We have sum fun no? A/S/L?
I think my own discontent with livejournal comes with how I want to use it -- at first I had a professional blog on my (currently defunct) site, then a secret livejournal account to talk to my friends when I moved away from SF. Then I gave up on the pro site for a while, then my friend Darren found my livejournal account and all these writerly types I used to know joined, and now I have this personal/pro journal that I don't know what I'm using it for.
I still like to read other people's stuff, tho. It's just...
I am Mahir. I KISS YOU!!!* I AM SPARTACUS!
Right. That's what I meant. Or something. And now, a tutu.
* Someone was going to do it. You know that. :P
You enrage me!*
But I forgive you. You can thank the tutu for that.
* OK, not really.
Well, I don't know. Maybe it's because your LAST comment made me WEEP.
(Actually, I figured you'd already heard of it.)
LJ: The Internet's Finest Purveyor of Schadenfreude, by Appointment to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II.
I love, love, love your usericon. And as usual your post is right on.
ive been trying to use less superlatives, but thats impossible when you make this appear on my friends page: the BEST POST EVER. dammit.
Hmmm... I was going to point out that you left out rampant egomania as a reason for starting an LJ, and then I got distracted by the
h0tt gay vampires um links.
Anyway, before I was distracted by
the thought of vampires playing naked twister with elves LJ offers also the possibilty of unlimited wanking. You can tell everyone that dream you've had about your fourth grade teacher dancing naked in the supermarked, or drone on endlessly about how you really are the best tenant your landlord has ever had. No one can stop you, they can only scream for cut tags.
the thought of vampires playing naked twister with elves
Your idea brings all the best of the gay together. I urge you to write it.
No one can stop you, they can only scream for cut tags.
Oh, no no. They can always do the ultimate. They can unfriend you. WOE!
2005-04-21 15:53 (UTC)
unfathomable tangle of absorbing distraction
while i am boring and sometimes bored,
the reason i started an online journal
is because i wanted to keep a journal~
weird, no? ;)
as a matter of fact, whenever i find myself
cruising the pages too often and expecting to *see* something,
i usually end of re-reading posts of my own
from years ago or even just months ago.
it's a sickness. *snort*
You're interested in yourself? You're such an egomaniac!
(I tease, I tease.)
I am so clicking on most of those links as soon as I get home, if I remember to check on LiveJournal, since I'm usually not bored at home.
And I'm going to link this from my journal. Because it's awesome.
you have to have a license for television in britian?
Yup. And it's a thousand pound fine if they catch you watching it without one. If you decide you don't want to watch TV but you have electronic equipment in your home that could allow you to do so, you have to write a letter to the TV licensing board to assure them that they don't need to charge you. Then they come out to check to make sure you're not lying. To do this, they lie to you in order to get into your building. YAY!