sarahg:
I wrote out a response.. quite lengthy. But I deleted it. It was giving me the runaround. I know the answer; I don't know the words for it.

To answer the question on why I'd write at all.. just because. There's no reason. I simply like to write. I don't put forth any effort whatsoever on the internet, but I am a writer. I have been my whole life. I can't imagine NOT writing just because I wasn't going to have a reader or feedback or input. I can't imagine writing just for the sake of those things.

Take it for what it is. Believe me when I say I don't care. It takes up time and makes for less generic of a day to have this discussion, but at the root of it, that's all it is. A discussion. From you, or anyone else, it'd be just that.. a discussion that I took part in but did not truly care about. At this point, I don't feel negatively about participating in this discourse. I don't feel positively about it either. It just is. It's just something I'm doing.. just to do. Just because I don't care doesn't mean I don't do. Christ.. it'd be so tiring to care about all the things I do. It's superficial. I'll care about what is important enough, and no more. Family, internal philosophy, faith.. among some other things that aren't currently on my mind, I'm sure.

Neutral isn't negative.

It's nice to meet you as well.

edit for typo.

[Edited on Jan 23, 2005 12:58AM]
laine666:
your zoo confuses me...
i had a dream about a giraffe last night.
laine666:
picturing you running around chasing after hank at 3am last night made me laugh out loud... tongue
laine666:
oh maybe... i dunno.
i am feeling pretty apathetic about the whole thing.
laine666:
maybe he is... i have been feeling pretty apathetic about everything lately.
disdain:
check.
anitalife:
Yeah . . . tequila is much scarier than death. wink
beatrice:
is that from the princess bride?
if he were close enough for that, i probably wouldn't be so pissed.
laine666:
perhaps.
whatever
i dunno. it's hard to trust what i feel these days you know?
beatrice:
eh, he's longer range than that. i'd rather cause him emotional pain, something akin to what i'm feeling, than physical pain.
beatrice:
nah, this is a different guy. no baked goods for him. the other lon-distance guy is more of a happy-sunshiney fantasy that isn;t possible or remotely real. this long distance guy has a bit more basis in reality but still may be fucking a 22 year old.
laine666:
you will understand the in-joke about the ugly stick eventually, kemosabe. do not fret...
laine666:
it could be possible that you will have no choice...
laine666:
if you say so whatever
anyway...
i feel like puke and skull
today frown
beatrice:
thirty fucking three. it makes me sick. i know how things should be, i just can't seem to make them so.
laine666:
but, but you swore last night that you weren't gay! shocked
beatrice:
no shit. why does it seem like everybody's in the same boat?
laine666:
ha ha ha...
FAG!!!
beatrice:
no kidding. i just wish she didn't have suck a rock-hard-volley-ball-player body.

[Edited on Jan 23, 2005 11:26PM]
beatrice:
i know, i know. she is a biochem major. i just can't stand it. really, the only major thing she has over me is proximity. but that's pretty major. she is taller than me though. bitch.
beatrice:
you're being so nice though. i appreciate it.
beatrice:
she is a republican. whatever
beatrice:
the more i look at her picture the more i want to cry. but, even though she's noting to you, your opinion makes me happier.
beatrice:
i've already had a few beers and cocktails and am soon off to bed. your advice is well-taken. i just keep seeing it every time i post inyour journal now...
beatrice:
you're a peach. kiss good night.