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Is it weird when I post something, and someone comments, and then I reply every time? I've always viewed those responses as part of the post. How do others see them?
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Journal entry was deleted.
At first, I was like, "Man, I can't delete that entry. Everyone's already seen it."And then I was like, "Well, yeah I can."
You know, not because I don't support the upwelling of positive messages I got, but really because it's kind of embarrassing that I ended up writing something ridiculously maudlin while tipsy.
Again. Heh. Generally, I'm a bit of a spoilsport sometimes, and I basically deleted the entry because I could. I feel that if I didn't get drunk enough to develop any kind of hangover, I didn't get drunk enough to have to live with a permanent LJ entry that existed primarily as a testament to 1) positive but irritatingly sappy messages and 2) the fact that there was probably more vodka in that glass then I thought?
Just to be sure, my feelings are the same now as they were then. My opinion of the people that have helped me out is not easily measured. I was just a little irritated by my writing. >_> And, yeah, I am basically always super-happy about the people I've chosen to associate with. Love is a pretty good word for it, I guess? I think that I have the best friends, but I am still not putting out on a first date, no matter how much chocolate people bring. That is the way it is.
In other news, I went out to replace the beers I'd drank the past week, and pick up some soda and bread. It's a little bit of a walk down to the store, but I figured it wasn't too bad. Getting to the bottom, though, I looked back up and thought to myself "There is no way I'm carrying beer, soda, and bread up that fucking hill." I also cancelled plans to get my hair cut and walk to the Verizon store, since they're in opposite directions and I'd already blown time going to the store while I had to lock the dog up. So I'll probably either get everything straightened out tomorrow or on a weekend. Not having a car kind of sucks, because you really need to consider how you get about. If I had a little more money right now, I'd spring for a bike, but it's going to have to wait.
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