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Bubbles ([personal profile] bubbles) wrote2004-01-13 09:33 am

This week's non-update

I still haven’t posted about my work adventures last week. I’m not sure I want to. I try to avoid being negative in my journal. I don’t want to bring anybody down, and I don’t want or need sympathy. Besides, I realize that a lot of people don’t want to hear every boring detail of my life. For my part, I love the “boring details”. I think of you guys as my friends, and this is what conversations with my friends usually consists of.
e.g. What are the major and minor happenings in your life? How are you feeling and Why? [aka What’s up?]
My heart has been soaked with gasoline and stomped into a filthy rug until the static ignited it and there is nothing left of my emotion but a cinder. [aka Not much. He didn’t call, but whatever.]
So...
Be A Friend. Don’t Pretend.™

However; out of consideration for those of you who do not have the time or inclination to read my more lengthy detailed posts [and I don’t blame you in the least], I will make appropriate use of cut-tags.

{{Hugs}}

[identity profile] lilmouse1073.livejournal.com 2004-01-13 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
"""My heart has been soaked with gasoline and stomped into a filthy rug until the static ignited it and there is nothing left of my emotion but a cinder. [aka Not much. He didn’t call, but whatever.]"""

Hey sweetie .. what's up??? What happened, you and hubby okay??

[identity profile] gradeafan.livejournal.com 2004-01-13 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
{{hugs}}

I want to hear all about you and what's going on.

g

[identity profile] nonnierms.livejournal.com 2004-01-13 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I like details! go ahead and tell us all about it, sweetie :)

[identity profile] ishtar127a.livejournal.com 2004-01-13 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I take it you meant the gasoline soaked heart was the other conversationalist. But it sounds like you have probs. Well, some people like to rant. Some never say a word. Some make trivialities into these tremendous, earth-rending crises and don't care about anyone else's troubles. All roads lead to them, in their book. :p I guess you're a "never say a word". I'm not far off from that, myself. Let's face it; there are a lot of people out there you simply can NOT trust with even the smallest painful experiences in your life. But, sometimes, you have to bleed. Or else you internally combust. Still, share only unto your comfort level. You can never tell who is watching, and this internet-thingey is hardly private.
My private credo is to try very hard to post negative info if it only indicates me by name. I don't like hurting people, even if they've already done unto. But some times, things do fall thru the cracks. Just be open to apologizing for yourself, when you overstep your bounds. Best one can do!

Re: {{Hugs}}

[identity profile] bubbles79.livejournal.com 2004-01-14 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Sorry, didn't mean to scare you! I was using one of my friends as an example. Guess I made it pretty confusing. Thanks for the hugs, cutie!

[identity profile] bubbles79.livejournal.com 2004-01-14 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
*stop encouraging her!*
Just ignore the voices. Okay, I'll stop being shy. I probably won't get a chance to write up my "adventures" until Friday, though. In the meantime, *hugs* back!
I really hope your dad is doing alright...

[identity profile] bubbles79.livejournal.com 2004-01-14 03:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Aww, thank you! I guess I will.
(wow, you mean people actually read this journal? like on purpose? *ponders*)

[identity profile] nonnierms.livejournal.com 2004-01-14 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
*chuckles* yeah, it amazes me, too, that people actually read mine on purpose :p

[identity profile] bubbles79.livejournal.com 2004-01-14 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
My heart is mercifully gasoline-free, thank you for catching that. I was less clear than crystal, that much is certain.
I don't consider myself to be "never say a word" so much as "all of the above". Depending.
It's not that I don't trust people here, or even on the internet as a whole; I'm comfortable being an "open book".
I do get nervous talking about other people in such a way that they might be identified. Even when I have only positive things to say. In this case, I really don't have anyone to bitch about. Just unpleasant circumstance.
I probably won't combust over this one. Not anymore. Still, if I have a noteworthy experience, isn't that what a journal is for?
The thing that really makes me hesitate is that I know my friends escape to LJ-land to have fun. They come here to let all their tears out. To find reasons to smile. So if I don't need to post, if I'm only sharing my negative experiences for the sake of sharing, is it worth bringing down the mood?
I love hearing from my friends. When they're angry, sad, bored, funny, intellectual, scattered. Whatever. I want to hear about it. I don't have a lot of faith in the Golden Rule, though. I prefer to ask people for their preference.
Because really, this isn't my journal. I don't cry onto its pages and keep it under my pillow at night. I keep it here for you.

[identity profile] rael-barclay.livejournal.com 2004-01-15 10:23 am (UTC)(link)
As you well know I want details. Damn it!

You told me to go ahead and be negative in My journal, and I feel exactly the same way...don't want to bring others down, don't want or need sympathy (even though I take it when offered. *rolls eyes at self*), don't want to bore people, but you said yourself what are journals for if you can't post details about your life if you have the urge (or something like that).

Please tell us all about it and *Hugs*. I hope you are okay.

[identity profile] bubbles79.livejournal.com 2004-01-15 11:38 am (UTC)(link)
*Hugs*! You gave me *Hugs*! You have no idea how excited I am about that.

Of course I'm okay. I tend to get really upset over things, and then get over them really quickly. So [just an example, I haven't been this upset in a good long while] if you were to hear that my world has fallen apart and everything in it turned to shit, worry not. 'Tis only a temporary setback.

I swear I could actually hear your voice while I was reading this. Hee. You sound like me.