Also, I delete the "hey/how are you/how was your weekend?" messages, because I'm not going to waste time on some extraordinarily repetitive diary exercise. Neither of us care what I did last weekend, I promise it's not rude not to ask!
This needed editing, because I've changed a lot-- I think that's a good thing. I'm a little more liberal than I used to be, a lot more heartbroken over human suffering in general. I've been trying to not snap at strangers when I'm in a hurry. Stuff like that. For this reason, most of my journal rants should be disregarded; I've eased up a lot since I wrote them.
I used to say that I had a crush on Thoreau, advil, legal pads and the Constitution, but I'm sort of over Thoreau. I mean, we're still friends, but it's not serious, not like it used to be; then I was walking out with Kazantzakis. Things cooled off a little between us, and I've rediscovered my unending adoration for Vonnegut.
For a while I cheated on Advil with Excedrin, but then I dumped caffeine, and thankfully Advil took me back. These days I like my legal pads to be a nice pastel colour; the yellow ones hurt my eyes. I've remained faithful to the Constitution, though.
Guess what? I try to be smart, I try to be moral. I guess I could say I'm "very intelligent" and "a good person" but everyone else's OKC profiles have turned me off those terms; people always say that and usually they're lying. I haven't seen anyone else say the same old crap my way, so maybe I'm not lying. Or maybe I'm just trying too hard. I'm certainly trying-- usually always, usually at everything.
I believe in a whole lot of things, stuff like freedom, and right and wrong, and self worth. I don't like communism. I don't think it's a nice idea in theory. I don't think whatever happened to whoever was all her fault because she wore whatever or got in the car, so don't try it. I don't believe in polyamory, I probably don't want to talk about your favourite band. Please don't talk to me about anything in this paragraph, actually; having the same conversation over and over gets really dull.
I'd like to give the whole wide world a hug, but when you do that, the whole wide world tries to cop a feel. For awhile I gave up on that, but now I figure it's worth trying, and if some people suck, just suck it up, you know?
I'm optimistic, idealistic, fun, a risk taker, blah blah blah. I spent a lot of last year getting lost. Getting lost is fun!
I spent a lot of this year getting increasingly excited about outer space. I've always been excited about inner space. Between the two, I'm reading Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman and Woman: An Intimate Geography. I recommend both.
If you can think of a cool way to pretend to be an astronaut, let me know!
I am audacious, vivacious, and loquacious