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oh, that feels better
20 June 2002 01:55Looks like it did, in fact, go through. In fact, that second post about how the first one didn't go up was not showing to me either and just made me more upset. Glad they both actually made it.
20 June 2002
oh, that feels better
20 June 2002 01:55Looks like it did, in fact, go through. In fact, that second post about how the first one didn't go up was not showing to me either and just made me more upset. Glad they both actually made it.
odd insecurities
20 June 2002 02:07I have been feeling an ever-growing sense of inadequacy as more and more of my closest friends keep livejournals that are highly read and commented to. I feel threatened both by the journals of my friends and by the comments of others to them.
At the times I post, I feel like I am writing about things that might interest friends of mine. Even a few minutes later, though, I realize that the record of the events of my life are not that interesting to many people except myself, and even then only for the sake of reference. I'm sure it doesn't matter much to you what aerobics class I didn't attend today, or whether or not I saw Jason and what I did at his house. This is probably why I feel barren of comments - what is there to comment on?
The posts of some of my closest, oldest friends include content that does interest people, and it is shown in the number of comments they receive that discuss this content. I never skim over these posts (unless they refer to regional events), they always have some kind of interesting subject to read about.
The sad fact is, even after reading these good posts, I find that I can't summon a relevant comment to continue the discussion. I read comments that others leave and marvel that these people are holding conversations with my closest friends that I should be having. I'm jealous, actually. It's hard to think of someone as one of my best friends ever and then realize that we hardly ever talk, mostly because I feel inadequate during those intervening spaces (when we are communicating, however, that feeling goes away).
Are these just the ravings of a sleepy, lonely person several thousand miles away from most of what she knows well? Should I be re-evaluating my conception of what my livejournal is used for? What if, in doing so, I find myself bereft of anything to write about... meaning that I am wandering through the day-to-day tasks of living, not engaging my brain in any enriching activities?
At the times I post, I feel like I am writing about things that might interest friends of mine. Even a few minutes later, though, I realize that the record of the events of my life are not that interesting to many people except myself, and even then only for the sake of reference. I'm sure it doesn't matter much to you what aerobics class I didn't attend today, or whether or not I saw Jason and what I did at his house. This is probably why I feel barren of comments - what is there to comment on?
The posts of some of my closest, oldest friends include content that does interest people, and it is shown in the number of comments they receive that discuss this content. I never skim over these posts (unless they refer to regional events), they always have some kind of interesting subject to read about.
The sad fact is, even after reading these good posts, I find that I can't summon a relevant comment to continue the discussion. I read comments that others leave and marvel that these people are holding conversations with my closest friends that I should be having. I'm jealous, actually. It's hard to think of someone as one of my best friends ever and then realize that we hardly ever talk, mostly because I feel inadequate during those intervening spaces (when we are communicating, however, that feeling goes away).
Are these just the ravings of a sleepy, lonely person several thousand miles away from most of what she knows well? Should I be re-evaluating my conception of what my livejournal is used for? What if, in doing so, I find myself bereft of anything to write about... meaning that I am wandering through the day-to-day tasks of living, not engaging my brain in any enriching activities?
odd insecurities
20 June 2002 02:07I have been feeling an ever-growing sense of inadequacy as more and more of my closest friends keep livejournals that are highly read and commented to. I feel threatened both by the journals of my friends and by the comments of others to them.
At the times I post, I feel like I am writing about things that might interest friends of mine. Even a few minutes later, though, I realize that the record of the events of my life are not that interesting to many people except myself, and even then only for the sake of reference. I'm sure it doesn't matter much to you what aerobics class I didn't attend today, or whether or not I saw Jason and what I did at his house. This is probably why I feel barren of comments - what is there to comment on?
The posts of some of my closest, oldest friends include content that does interest people, and it is shown in the number of comments they receive that discuss this content. I never skim over these posts (unless they refer to regional events), they always have some kind of interesting subject to read about.
The sad fact is, even after reading these good posts, I find that I can't summon a relevant comment to continue the discussion. I read comments that others leave and marvel that these people are holding conversations with my closest friends that I should be having. I'm jealous, actually. It's hard to think of someone as one of my best friends ever and then realize that we hardly ever talk, mostly because I feel inadequate during those intervening spaces (when we are communicating, however, that feeling goes away).
Are these just the ravings of a sleepy, lonely person several thousand miles away from most of what she knows well? Should I be re-evaluating my conception of what my livejournal is used for? What if, in doing so, I find myself bereft of anything to write about... meaning that I am wandering through the day-to-day tasks of living, not engaging my brain in any enriching activities?
At the times I post, I feel like I am writing about things that might interest friends of mine. Even a few minutes later, though, I realize that the record of the events of my life are not that interesting to many people except myself, and even then only for the sake of reference. I'm sure it doesn't matter much to you what aerobics class I didn't attend today, or whether or not I saw Jason and what I did at his house. This is probably why I feel barren of comments - what is there to comment on?
The posts of some of my closest, oldest friends include content that does interest people, and it is shown in the number of comments they receive that discuss this content. I never skim over these posts (unless they refer to regional events), they always have some kind of interesting subject to read about.
The sad fact is, even after reading these good posts, I find that I can't summon a relevant comment to continue the discussion. I read comments that others leave and marvel that these people are holding conversations with my closest friends that I should be having. I'm jealous, actually. It's hard to think of someone as one of my best friends ever and then realize that we hardly ever talk, mostly because I feel inadequate during those intervening spaces (when we are communicating, however, that feeling goes away).
Are these just the ravings of a sleepy, lonely person several thousand miles away from most of what she knows well? Should I be re-evaluating my conception of what my livejournal is used for? What if, in doing so, I find myself bereft of anything to write about... meaning that I am wandering through the day-to-day tasks of living, not engaging my brain in any enriching activities?
I am going to change my address with the Post Office today. Do a temporary thing until, oh, August 10th. Maybe earlier. I don't know yet when I will leave.
My road trip home will include stops in Detroit (to see my father... and Larissa?) and St. Louis (to hang out with the Csars!). Perhaps spend a few days with each? Leave a week before I should be in Norman. Pre-camp for the Pride starts on the 20th for brass players, so that means I could leave here on the 13th. Drive all the 13th and be in Detroit for the 14th-15th, drive to St. Louis on the 16th and stay through the 18th, drive home on the 19th.
Things to start doing: homework, practicing horn.
My road trip home will include stops in Detroit (to see my father... and Larissa?) and St. Louis (to hang out with the Csars!). Perhaps spend a few days with each? Leave a week before I should be in Norman. Pre-camp for the Pride starts on the 20th for brass players, so that means I could leave here on the 13th. Drive all the 13th and be in Detroit for the 14th-15th, drive to St. Louis on the 16th and stay through the 18th, drive home on the 19th.
Things to start doing: homework, practicing horn.
I am going to change my address with the Post Office today. Do a temporary thing until, oh, August 10th. Maybe earlier. I don't know yet when I will leave.
My road trip home will include stops in Detroit (to see my father... and Larissa?) and St. Louis (to hang out with the Csars!). Perhaps spend a few days with each? Leave a week before I should be in Norman. Pre-camp for the Pride starts on the 20th for brass players, so that means I could leave here on the 13th. Drive all the 13th and be in Detroit for the 14th-15th, drive to St. Louis on the 16th and stay through the 18th, drive home on the 19th.
Things to start doing: homework, practicing horn.
My road trip home will include stops in Detroit (to see my father... and Larissa?) and St. Louis (to hang out with the Csars!). Perhaps spend a few days with each? Leave a week before I should be in Norman. Pre-camp for the Pride starts on the 20th for brass players, so that means I could leave here on the 13th. Drive all the 13th and be in Detroit for the 14th-15th, drive to St. Louis on the 16th and stay through the 18th, drive home on the 19th.
Things to start doing: homework, practicing horn.
boston drivers
20 June 2002 14:38I wonder if driving in Boston will make a lasting impact on my driving style. I've already noticed that yellow lights seem much more like "speed up" signs to my right foot. Hopefully I won't become like many drivers here, where red lights mean "there's still time to speed through the intersection".
Speaking of intersections, sometimes while driving here I feel like I'm playing DDR. With some of the weird cross-street directions, many traffic lights don't have green lighted circles, but rather a couple different green arrows in different directions. At a particular intersection I know of, spread over three lanes are the arrow options of right, upper-right, up, upper-left, and left.
Mmm, DDR. I've got the setup in my room now. I shall have to play some tonight.
Now on to errands.
Speaking of intersections, sometimes while driving here I feel like I'm playing DDR. With some of the weird cross-street directions, many traffic lights don't have green lighted circles, but rather a couple different green arrows in different directions. At a particular intersection I know of, spread over three lanes are the arrow options of right, upper-right, up, upper-left, and left.
Mmm, DDR. I've got the setup in my room now. I shall have to play some tonight.
Now on to errands.
boston drivers
20 June 2002 14:38I wonder if driving in Boston will make a lasting impact on my driving style. I've already noticed that yellow lights seem much more like "speed up" signs to my right foot. Hopefully I won't become like many drivers here, where red lights mean "there's still time to speed through the intersection".
Speaking of intersections, sometimes while driving here I feel like I'm playing DDR. With some of the weird cross-street directions, many traffic lights don't have green lighted circles, but rather a couple different green arrows in different directions. At a particular intersection I know of, spread over three lanes are the arrow options of right, upper-right, up, upper-left, and left.
Mmm, DDR. I've got the setup in my room now. I shall have to play some tonight.
Now on to errands.
Speaking of intersections, sometimes while driving here I feel like I'm playing DDR. With some of the weird cross-street directions, many traffic lights don't have green lighted circles, but rather a couple different green arrows in different directions. At a particular intersection I know of, spread over three lanes are the arrow options of right, upper-right, up, upper-left, and left.
Mmm, DDR. I've got the setup in my room now. I shall have to play some tonight.
Now on to errands.
wonderful afternoon
20 June 2002 19:07I hope goldbug still has a liking for stripey socks, because these are coming in the mail to her soon. Check out this picture for a closer look at them - they're not just normal stripey socks. The stripes have a twist. ;) I saw them in a store window and turned around to enter the store and buy them. They were quite pricey ($14) but I just had to...
I bought a present for Jason today, too. He doesn't want to come visit me and find out what it is. I'll just have to show him tomorrow.
I ate delicious basil chicken from a very friendly thai restaurant on the list.
I applied at Star Market next door and at a ice cream shop down the street. I also printed up a flier advertising myself for odd jobs and posted it in the apartment complex mail room - after returning from errands, I noticed that one of the little rip-off tags was already taken. :D
Soon I will go to the gym for a bit, come home and shower, then sleep. And today will be a happy day.
I bought a present for Jason today, too. He doesn't want to come visit me and find out what it is. I'll just have to show him tomorrow.
I ate delicious basil chicken from a very friendly thai restaurant on the list.
I applied at Star Market next door and at a ice cream shop down the street. I also printed up a flier advertising myself for odd jobs and posted it in the apartment complex mail room - after returning from errands, I noticed that one of the little rip-off tags was already taken. :D
Soon I will go to the gym for a bit, come home and shower, then sleep. And today will be a happy day.
wonderful afternoon
20 June 2002 19:07I hope goldbug still has a liking for stripey socks, because these are coming in the mail to her soon. Check out this picture for a closer look at them - they're not just normal stripey socks. The stripes have a twist. ;) I saw them in a store window and turned around to enter the store and buy them. They were quite pricey ($14) but I just had to...
I bought a present for Jason today, too. He doesn't want to come visit me and find out what it is. I'll just have to show him tomorrow.
I ate delicious basil chicken from a very friendly thai restaurant on the list.
I applied at Star Market next door and at a ice cream shop down the street. I also printed up a flier advertising myself for odd jobs and posted it in the apartment complex mail room - after returning from errands, I noticed that one of the little rip-off tags was already taken. :D
Soon I will go to the gym for a bit, come home and shower, then sleep. And today will be a happy day.
I bought a present for Jason today, too. He doesn't want to come visit me and find out what it is. I'll just have to show him tomorrow.
I ate delicious basil chicken from a very friendly thai restaurant on the list.
I applied at Star Market next door and at a ice cream shop down the street. I also printed up a flier advertising myself for odd jobs and posted it in the apartment complex mail room - after returning from errands, I noticed that one of the little rip-off tags was already taken. :D
Soon I will go to the gym for a bit, come home and shower, then sleep. And today will be a happy day.
still goin'
20 June 2002 23:01I completed a full circuit of the Technogym machines at the gym tonight. I feel buffolicious.
Trying to figure out how I'm still awake when I only slept from 6:30-9:30 this morning. Pure adrenaline after a good day? Not sure whether to attempt the scholarly pursuits or get a good night's sleep.
Either way, showering comes first.
Trying to figure out how I'm still awake when I only slept from 6:30-9:30 this morning. Pure adrenaline after a good day? Not sure whether to attempt the scholarly pursuits or get a good night's sleep.
Either way, showering comes first.
still goin'
20 June 2002 23:01I completed a full circuit of the Technogym machines at the gym tonight. I feel buffolicious.
Trying to figure out how I'm still awake when I only slept from 6:30-9:30 this morning. Pure adrenaline after a good day? Not sure whether to attempt the scholarly pursuits or get a good night's sleep.
Either way, showering comes first.
Trying to figure out how I'm still awake when I only slept from 6:30-9:30 this morning. Pure adrenaline after a good day? Not sure whether to attempt the scholarly pursuits or get a good night's sleep.
Either way, showering comes first.