So, all day I've been writing and rewriting an entry in my head summarizing last night's kinky sex extravaganza and yet I can't bring myself to actually write it.
I used to have a completely anonymous journal (in which I left stupid clues that led to its discovery) and in it, I could show just about any side of me I wanted.
Talktooloose is also anonymous except to about six or seven people which has been good from the point of view of meeting and socializing with fascinating geeks and web heads but I find myself inhibited here in the journal which annoys me.
I don't quite have the chutzpah to reveal my desires and just say "judgement be damned". I have always been plagued by an unhealthy desire to be liked by as many as possible. This is at odds with my belief in openness and my sure knowledge that my openness leads others to reveal and celebrate the more unconventional pieces of their natures, too.
And of course, I'm a pejorative bigot, too. I assume that some of my readers (and I'm probably talking about the str8 boys here) CAN'T HANDLE IT!
So, there you are, dear readers: untitillated and probably insulted. Boy, am I expecting to catch shit from
briseur about this one!
I used to have a completely anonymous journal (in which I left stupid clues that led to its discovery) and in it, I could show just about any side of me I wanted.
Talktooloose is also anonymous except to about six or seven people which has been good from the point of view of meeting and socializing with fascinating geeks and web heads but I find myself inhibited here in the journal which annoys me.
I don't quite have the chutzpah to reveal my desires and just say "judgement be damned". I have always been plagued by an unhealthy desire to be liked by as many as possible. This is at odds with my belief in openness and my sure knowledge that my openness leads others to reveal and celebrate the more unconventional pieces of their natures, too.
And of course, I'm a pejorative bigot, too. I assume that some of my readers (and I'm probably talking about the str8 boys here) CAN'T HANDLE IT!
So, there you are, dear readers: untitillated and probably insulted. Boy, am I expecting to catch shit from
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Date: 2004-03-31 01:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-31 01:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-31 02:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-31 05:10 pm (UTC)2. If you want to write something in LJ, and don't want others to see it, you can always mark it "private" or do a major "friends" filter.
If you want to be liked, be liked for the real you, not the you that you think people want to see, or the one that people believe who you are.
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Date: 2004-03-31 08:13 pm (UTC)We breeders offend easy
Dude, basically, if we're reading about periods and all that business, I think the live journal can survive a little homosexuality.
but
It's not contagious, is it?
(joke)
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Date: 2004-03-31 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-31 08:57 pm (UTC)pervy privacy
Date: 2004-04-01 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-01 10:06 am (UTC)Because we fear rejection when opening up among not necessarily likeminded people.
This is my problem, not yours.
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Date: 2004-04-01 10:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-01 10:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-01 10:09 am (UTC)Re: pervy privacy
Date: 2004-04-01 10:11 am (UTC)Oh no, this is definitely an extension of our discussion of October in Vermont.
Putting my Briseur eyes on, I realize that my true conflict is between being an attention whore and wanting everyone to approve of me.
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Date: 2004-04-01 10:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-01 11:10 am (UTC)Have fun in New York!
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Date: 2004-04-01 12:43 pm (UTC)Besides...I am sure that they are a lot more exciting than mine. I don't have any imagination in this department.
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Date: 2004-04-01 09:21 pm (UTC)