Comments on: I wake up this fine morning with a question on teh frontal lobes.

By: xaemyl

xaemyl — Mon, 01 May 2006 23:59:08 +0000

I often think of the same sorts of things. Alot of my el jay friends have moved on to myspace, but myspace is horrible. I cant stand the layout, and their blog thingie sucks bone. But, I post a few amusing pics over there, and millions of people add me. hahah

I find myself with very little to say these days (even more so than usual). Even my stupid posts have dwindled.

The question I ask myself is do I remain plugged into my friends and move on to myspace too (despite the fact that the site is stir fried shit), or do I do my own thing and ... I dunno. Run rampant or something? heheh

I'll probably end up doing a combination of the two. But I'll stick around here. Its sorta like IRC. I come and go. Heheh

By: Astrid

Astrid — Wed, 22 Mar 2006 03:00:53 +0000

Yeah, sure. Just twist my arm. :)

Just wait a bit while I get my email up and running properly again. The server is down.

By: Astrid

Astrid — Wed, 22 Mar 2006 02:57:01 +0000

Pot, meet kettle.

The same question is asked when one sees faggots in savoury beef sauce in the processed foods aisle at the Asda or Tesco Value Range. :D

And besides, KD and its competitors are tasty when modified. It's a pre-requisite to modify with whatever one wants. For me, that's usually sour cream, just-shredded parmesan, spicy hot beans (or sliced spicy Yves veggie dogs), and cracked black pepper. Others (no names) put in ketchup, which baffles me.

By: lis0r

lis0r — Tue, 21 Mar 2006 19:37:30 +0000

Wow, do people really eat that kind of preprocessed stuff? o_O

With each passing day my self assessment of my snobbishness increases almost exponentially! ;)

By: Astrid

Astrid — Tue, 21 Mar 2006 10:55:39 +0000

Uhm, this wasn't a questionnaire.

By: glue

glue — Tue, 21 Mar 2006 06:57:11 +0000

We are humans. Humans are boring, mean, fun, happy, etc etc. We have heads, two eyes, noses, mouthes, ears, two arms, and so on (in general, we do). We have the same hopes, dreams, and fears, or surprisingly similar ones.

Beyond that, lots of people don't tend to share the same interests. I've learned to try to be able to make friends with mosta them anyhow. After all, if the only grounds for being friends with people is shared interests, I'm in a lotta trouble.

LJ is only as lively as people have time to make it -- same with anything else.

Some people seem to think they regard me as a friend, but they treat me like a crutch. Sorry, but I'm not, though I suppose that's understandable as the pace of life steadily increases along with the overhead of dealing with it. But people who are friends to me, don't stop being friends just because some time passed and they or I were busy.

Good luck with the rest of school. It can be a hellhole, but it's worthwhile.