2003-05-06 || 12:21 a.m.

|| too hot for diaryland ||

i just wrote an entry and then deleted it on grounds that it was somewhat obnoxious in content. i hate that. i was feeling it, man, but decided that you, the reader, might think it was dumb or eh show-offy or i don't know. so i deleted it. so you won't be any the wiser.

and it is very strange to think of the power the anonymous reader has on me. i write with your reading voice in mind, you know. i write with some of your faces (most of which i have never actually seen. how do you feel about that? that i think about you when writing this and have constructed a face for you, maybe a bedroom and a morning walking path as well? sterling? bobby skullbolt?) floating around like balloons just above this screen. it's very odd.

but. i imagine there are things that are not fit to put on here. or not entertaining. or too self-indulgent (how much i would really love to put that one picture up of me from the wedding where i look, if you don't mind me being so obnoxiously bold, HOTT). and i can't figure out what exactly determines what i put in my paper diary and what i inflict on my friends (see said picture from wedding.) and what i write on here. well it's you, really. know that you have that funny power. and that i think you're just swell. and your bedroom is marvelously decorated.

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