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So... I'm getting grief because I don't post journal entries. Fact of the matter is this, I don't do well with journals, I have an LJ... under the same name. And a myspace profile I rarely post there, but when I do, it seems to fill the need. I don't know what it is... call it another vice, another weird addiction, but I just like being attached to some of these "on-line communities" just for the sake of it. It kinda makes me feel, well, like I'm part of some secret society. Like volkswagon owners or something.

Yeah, I have a real life, out here, in the flesh world. I work, I go out with friends, I play in bands. I guess that to me, spending too much time on-line, writing down my deep emotions is about as pointed as writing down what I had for breakfast this morning (cheese bagel by the way) - It makes no sense.

Perhaps (no, absolutely) I am a bit of a pessimist. I don't think anyone will be reading this, and if they do, they won't find my ramblings even the slightest bit interesting. Therefore (or "ergo" as I like to say too much) I don't see a point in maintaining a profile or a journal. But, considering I tried to join one of these here communities (the "western canada" one, so that I can meen new and interesting people on my home turf... and it's all... our... turf. Can you dig it?) I figure, I should at least make an effort to "fit in". Ha - whatever that means.

*insert tab A into slot B*

G'night.