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two_grey_roomsum. hi.
i'm not certain i'm going to be keeping this livejournal around much longer. my paid account runs out soon, and then i've either resolved to start anew, or dump the process of semi-public journaling altogether. all right, so i'm lying to you. the word resolve generally implies a concrete decision with no haphazard either strewn about; its preterit tense, resolved, is even sturdier.
i'm in a weird sort of mood tonight.
no. disregard that last paragraph. the thing is, i do miss journaling. i just don't miss the sort of journaling i wound up vomiting up in here. it became too...self-conscious. there was nothing remotely useful or honest about it. i would like it to be a place where i can come and be profoundly frivolous or unrelentingly personal. i would like to keep up with all the cool discussion that goes down 'round these here parts. livejournal isn't something i actually want to cancel out of my life, i don't think. it's a pretty groovy place.
but hey, i've, you know, had this journal since the sixth fucking grade. in its ripe old age, it's become a palimpsest of glittery eleven-year-old flapdoodle and...whatever it is i have in the present tense.
so yeah, in my circuitous-ass way, i am sort of saying goodbye, but i'm not really going away. especially because there are certain people i definitely do want to keep up with, or start fresh with when i make a new account. and when i do make a new account, you guys'll be the first to know. and of course, if you don't care about this journal anymore and you can't even remember friending me in the first place, feel free to permanently de-friend. it'd be nice if you'd say goodbye though.
for now you can reach me at neologist@mail.com (no g; no hot; just mail) or gardeniaxtalk on aim. if you drop me a private message, i'll give you my facebook and/or cell number*.
peace out.
*this offer is exclusive to those with whom i feel comfortable enough, of course.
i'm not certain i'm going to be keeping this livejournal around much longer. my paid account runs out soon, and then i've either resolved to start anew, or dump the process of semi-public journaling altogether. all right, so i'm lying to you. the word resolve generally implies a concrete decision with no haphazard either strewn about; its preterit tense, resolved, is even sturdier.
i'm in a weird sort of mood tonight.
no. disregard that last paragraph. the thing is, i do miss journaling. i just don't miss the sort of journaling i wound up vomiting up in here. it became too...self-conscious. there was nothing remotely useful or honest about it. i would like it to be a place where i can come and be profoundly frivolous or unrelentingly personal. i would like to keep up with all the cool discussion that goes down 'round these here parts. livejournal isn't something i actually want to cancel out of my life, i don't think. it's a pretty groovy place.
but hey, i've, you know, had this journal since the sixth fucking grade. in its ripe old age, it's become a palimpsest of glittery eleven-year-old flapdoodle and...whatever it is i have in the present tense.
so yeah, in my circuitous-ass way, i am sort of saying goodbye, but i'm not really going away. especially because there are certain people i definitely do want to keep up with, or start fresh with when i make a new account. and when i do make a new account, you guys'll be the first to know. and of course, if you don't care about this journal anymore and you can't even remember friending me in the first place, feel free to permanently de-friend. it'd be nice if you'd say goodbye though.
for now you can reach me at neologist@mail.com (no g; no hot; just mail) or gardeniaxtalk on aim. if you drop me a private message, i'll give you my facebook and/or cell number*.
peace out.
*this offer is exclusive to those with whom i feel comfortable enough, of course.
