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"I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your journals, or we have something else in common, and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me, and I thank you for your interest in my words.
But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...they enjoy the savory aroma of monkey brains a la mode."
I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then, if you like, post this in your own journal and see what gems of knowledge appear."
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"I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your journals, or we have something else in common, and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me, and I thank you for your interest in my words.
But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...they enjoy the savory aroma of monkey brains a la mode."
I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then, if you like, post this in your own journal and see what gems of knowledge appear."
In the mood for confession more than fun facts, hope you don't mind.
Date: 2007-12-29 08:03 am (UTC)I tend to communicate least with people I dislike, which is normal, but also with people I like best. This is because when I like someone I generally feel that what I have to say is not clever or awesome enough to be worth their time, so I don't want to say anything. This occurs even with close friends, and more often than seems possible. I lost one of my best friends in the entire world over this issue.
At least 50% of the reason I am going to England right now is so that I won't have to be in the same city as Beau for our final breakup (and his possible new relationship with his other ex girlfriend). I have barely admitted this to anyone because it is embarrassing, but it is clear in my mind. I have never been able to get over someone I was in love with without considerable amounts of distance, both temporally and physically, and I am scared I will have to leave town every time I break up with someone for the rest of my life.
Sorry to unload all this on you. You have always been so welcoming to me, and I have wished we stayed in better touch, fleeting as our meeting was. You, Ethan, Lidia... I never contact any of you, or the other people I care about who wouldn't judge me, and I don't know why. I just can't seem to do it, except apparently in random LJ comments. Secretly I feel so overwhelmed I could burst, but I'm not even writing it in my own journal. Who knows why this eve has produced such a confession?