The one about the journals, take 3
2002-08-09 1:10 p.m.
First I was afraid
I was petrified
Kept thinking how Diaryland destroyed
my soul yesterday and then I broke
down and cried
But I spent all last night
thinking how D-land did me wrong
I grew strong
I learned how to carry on
My entry's gone
without a trace
I just had to click that link, and then my entry got erased
I should have written it in WordPad
I should have saved a time or three
If I had known for just one second
How much D-Land hated me
But I'll survive
Yes I'll survive
I will surviiiive!!!
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OK, then. I've had some time to cool off since yesterday, and I think I might be ready to try this whole entry thing again. I'm older now, and wiser, and I have learned from my past mistakes. Yes. Yes I have. *twitch twitch* I'm fine now. Really.
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So, I was thinking yesterday about how I seem to spend most of my time online reading other people's journals. There are basically two different kinds of journals I follow. There are the people I know, and there are the people I like.
Wait, that didn't come out right.
I think it is essentially what I'm trying to say, though. I enjoy keeping up with my friends' lives. Most of the D-land Taus, I see maybe a few times a year. But let us be frank. None of you are Sars. Hell, you're not even Velcrometer. I still loves ya, though. We can't all be PCJM. I'm just sayin'.
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It occurs to me that all I really wanted to do with yesterday's entry was to throw up a bunch of gratuitious links to the various and sundry Damn Hell Ass Kings. If you're ever in the mood for something more than cheap voyeurism of your friends, go check them out. And then let's just forget everything else that's been going on in my own little corner of the WWW lately even happened.
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