Sep. 22nd, 2003

mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Ugly Duckling)
Thinking of pruning the ol' friends list again.

I like to think of LJ as a two-way street (like friendship, as my mother is fond of saying), and I tend to pour my heart and soul out here, so it kind of frustrates me when I don't get anything "in return." I'm not saying that people need to post as pathologically often as I do (yeesh, I'd never get through my friends page), but posting more than once every three months would be good. Or more than once every three weeks, even.

Not sure what I'm going to do yet. Going to take a good hard look at it, and then base selection (if I even decide to prune) on:

1- Frequency of posts (and content, too: if it's just quizzes and one-liners, it doesn't count).

2- Whether this person has commented anytime recently (or if I know them IRL has given any sign of life at all in the past few weeks).

3- Whether there are extenuating circumstances that excuse the above two (excessive amounts of work, crippling depression, what have you).

So that means very likely that there will be ruthless snipping going on, probably tonight when I get back from paintball, or maybe tomorrow if I'm too tired tonight. I'm hesitating right now because I know a lot of people are going to take it personally. Nonetheless, I think it needs to be done.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Ugly Duckling)
Thinking of pruning the ol' friends list again.

I like to think of LJ as a two-way street (like friendship, as my mother is fond of saying), and I tend to pour my heart and soul out here, so it kind of frustrates me when I don't get anything "in return." I'm not saying that people need to post as pathologically often as I do (yeesh, I'd never get through my friends page), but posting more than once every three months would be good. Or more than once every three weeks, even.

Not sure what I'm going to do yet. Going to take a good hard look at it, and then base selection (if I even decide to prune) on:

1- Frequency of posts (and content, too: if it's just quizzes and one-liners, it doesn't count).

2- Whether this person has commented anytime recently (or if I know them IRL has given any sign of life at all in the past few weeks).

3- Whether there are extenuating circumstances that excuse the above two (excessive amounts of work, crippling depression, what have you).

So that means very likely that there will be ruthless snipping going on, probably tonight when I get back from paintball, or maybe tomorrow if I'm too tired tonight. I'm hesitating right now because I know a lot of people are going to take it personally. Nonetheless, I think it needs to be done.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Lost)
That does it. I'm depressed so I'm going to go out and get that yarn I wanted to get yesterday.

It's not like anything else is going well today.

I honestly don't know why I bother trying to be friends with people sometimes. Well, even a lot of the time. Inevitably people always find some excuse to be rid of me, no matter how trivial. Clearly I alienate people a lot better than I gave myself credit for.

Fuck it.

It's days like this which make me want to lock my journal into private mode and never speak to anyone except my cats ever again.

I'm probably going to bail on paintball tonight. Why alienate people in person when you can do so in abstentia, right? Less painful that way. This may look like a temper tantrum now, but you'll thank me later.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Lost)
That does it. I'm depressed so I'm going to go out and get that yarn I wanted to get yesterday.

It's not like anything else is going well today.

I honestly don't know why I bother trying to be friends with people sometimes. Well, even a lot of the time. Inevitably people always find some excuse to be rid of me, no matter how trivial. Clearly I alienate people a lot better than I gave myself credit for.

Fuck it.

It's days like this which make me want to lock my journal into private mode and never speak to anyone except my cats ever again.

I'm probably going to bail on paintball tonight. Why alienate people in person when you can do so in abstentia, right? Less painful that way. This may look like a temper tantrum now, but you'll thank me later.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (No!)
Haven't quite made the decision to make this journal completely private, but I'm not far away from it.

Not going to paintball. I'll only get there too late to actually participate (I don't even remember how to get there). There's supposed to be some kind of get-together afterwards, which might be at Hurley's except no one's told me (through no fault of their own, I might add), so I doubt I'll even risk going there.

I'll find another way of saying goodbye to April.

I'm not exactly fit company tonight anyway.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (No!)
Haven't quite made the decision to make this journal completely private, but I'm not far away from it.

Not going to paintball. I'll only get there too late to actually participate (I don't even remember how to get there). There's supposed to be some kind of get-together afterwards, which might be at Hurley's except no one's told me (through no fault of their own, I might add), so I doubt I'll even risk going there.

I'll find another way of saying goodbye to April.

I'm not exactly fit company tonight anyway.

Great...

Sep. 22nd, 2003 08:41 pm
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Eeeurgh!)
I'm sick.

In the headache-throwing-up-nastiness sense of sick.

Prolly a good indicator of why everything seemed so extraordinarily out-of-proportion today.

I'm going to bed. Or something.

Maybe I'll read Moby Dick some more. Or, as [livejournal.com profile] longpig put it: "Instead of another regular boring chapter, here's an entire boring chapter on the different types of whales!" (I'm quoting from memory here)

Great...

Sep. 22nd, 2003 08:41 pm
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Eeeurgh!)
I'm sick.

In the headache-throwing-up-nastiness sense of sick.

Prolly a good indicator of why everything seemed so extraordinarily out-of-proportion today.

I'm going to bed. Or something.

Maybe I'll read Moby Dick some more. Or, as [livejournal.com profile] longpig put it: "Instead of another regular boring chapter, here's an entire boring chapter on the different types of whales!" (I'm quoting from memory here)

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