I Am Like Fox News ::cough::
Feb. 6th, 2004 06:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sisabetI am now officially 29 years old. My ability to only sleep four hours at a time remains intact. I am so relieved. Or is it releived? Relieved. Yeah. I know there is spell check, but I have been awake since 2 am so I don't have to use it.
Okay - first things first - to everyone that responded to my post yesterday: thank you. I *did* have a happy birthday and I am so happy to share that date with mely and kita and tink. We are so very very cool.
Unfortunately, I realize too late that my post about finding an apartment was really and truly and quite unflinchingly one-sided. I am ashamed of this. Not that I posted what was going on and how I feel about it, but that I did so in a public forum with little thought to fairness of equality. This is my journal and I firmly embrace it as such - I have reaped a lot from having a place to record what I am going through at any given time and also in it being in an interactive environment. This is social for me. One time, I went to see Kurt Vonnegut speak and he said that he knew exactly what it was that women wanted - he had solved that great mystery. He actually said a lot of things about this - it was all very funny and I can't quite recreate it here, but he stated "Women want...more people to talk to." - Or something along those lines - perhaps he didn't end on a preposition? Anyhoo, I think there is truth in that - and LJ affords me a place to speak and exchange ideas with people I like and respect and people I have much in common with and also, quite frankly, people I don't know at all. That last part is kinda strange, but not nearly as creepy as you'd think. Well, kinda creepy - but I like creepy.
So this is my journal - a place for me to record my thoughts and reactions and reflections and it should be one-sided. However, my post yesterday was unfair to my sister in that I pretty much bad-mouthed her to people that know us both and never allowed her a chance to defend herself. The whole move and buying a house thing has been building since January and I have known it was coming - I was just taken aback by the speed and the disruption of my plans. I do not react well to having my plans messed with. It brings out the worst in me. Also - hysterics. So, while I stand by everything I wrote, I am wrong in doing so publically and not making that a private post. Eh - I suck sometimes. I told ya'll - not perfect and not always fair and balanced.
So here are some things you should know: I am not easy to live with at all. I am lazy to a fault, I have never met a dish that I would voluntarily wash, and my dog is temperamental, spoiled and ill-trained. I can be uncommunicative and I tend to tell the same jokes over and over again. I will cook dinner and pour butter over your food if we are both dieting and you are losing weight faster than me. I will mock you at every given opportunity and borrow your clothes without asking. If I am 12 and you are 15, I will take your Guess jean jacket to church camp secretly and then lose it. I will never ever replace said jacket. I will expect you to pay the check anytime we eat out, unless told in advance that I need to pay. I will not pay rent. I will expect digital cable, high speed internet access and a fully functioning website with sufficient bandwidth to store all my vids and I will do all this without ever once learning any html at all. At given times, I will try to upload stuff to that same webspace and not apologize when I break it. I hog the computer, complain about TV show picks, and generally spread my malaise around if I am unhappy. I am bad with money. I spend without thinking and I am very defensive if this is ever brought up - no matter how tactfully.
I understand exactly why this move is occuring so quickly. Dawn didn't really have a choice in order to get the house she wanted. I was pissed about my plans - not so much her (although that therapy crack is still pissing me off - but that is to be expected - I call her a freak just as much, I just don't tell ya'll about that). She has tried to be understanding and help me out and I think now I have finally formulated a new plan - a different plan - no less valid than the original one - I will be much more considerate of her as well. Although - us packing...not gonna be pretty. I'll try to keep from bitching to much here, though.
Okay - first things first - to everyone that responded to my post yesterday: thank you. I *did* have a happy birthday and I am so happy to share that date with mely and kita and tink. We are so very very cool.
Unfortunately, I realize too late that my post about finding an apartment was really and truly and quite unflinchingly one-sided. I am ashamed of this. Not that I posted what was going on and how I feel about it, but that I did so in a public forum with little thought to fairness of equality. This is my journal and I firmly embrace it as such - I have reaped a lot from having a place to record what I am going through at any given time and also in it being in an interactive environment. This is social for me. One time, I went to see Kurt Vonnegut speak and he said that he knew exactly what it was that women wanted - he had solved that great mystery. He actually said a lot of things about this - it was all very funny and I can't quite recreate it here, but he stated "Women want...more people to talk to." - Or something along those lines - perhaps he didn't end on a preposition? Anyhoo, I think there is truth in that - and LJ affords me a place to speak and exchange ideas with people I like and respect and people I have much in common with and also, quite frankly, people I don't know at all. That last part is kinda strange, but not nearly as creepy as you'd think. Well, kinda creepy - but I like creepy.
So this is my journal - a place for me to record my thoughts and reactions and reflections and it should be one-sided. However, my post yesterday was unfair to my sister in that I pretty much bad-mouthed her to people that know us both and never allowed her a chance to defend herself. The whole move and buying a house thing has been building since January and I have known it was coming - I was just taken aback by the speed and the disruption of my plans. I do not react well to having my plans messed with. It brings out the worst in me. Also - hysterics. So, while I stand by everything I wrote, I am wrong in doing so publically and not making that a private post. Eh - I suck sometimes. I told ya'll - not perfect and not always fair and balanced.
So here are some things you should know: I am not easy to live with at all. I am lazy to a fault, I have never met a dish that I would voluntarily wash, and my dog is temperamental, spoiled and ill-trained. I can be uncommunicative and I tend to tell the same jokes over and over again. I will cook dinner and pour butter over your food if we are both dieting and you are losing weight faster than me. I will mock you at every given opportunity and borrow your clothes without asking. If I am 12 and you are 15, I will take your Guess jean jacket to church camp secretly and then lose it. I will never ever replace said jacket. I will expect you to pay the check anytime we eat out, unless told in advance that I need to pay. I will not pay rent. I will expect digital cable, high speed internet access and a fully functioning website with sufficient bandwidth to store all my vids and I will do all this without ever once learning any html at all. At given times, I will try to upload stuff to that same webspace and not apologize when I break it. I hog the computer, complain about TV show picks, and generally spread my malaise around if I am unhappy. I am bad with money. I spend without thinking and I am very defensive if this is ever brought up - no matter how tactfully.
I understand exactly why this move is occuring so quickly. Dawn didn't really have a choice in order to get the house she wanted. I was pissed about my plans - not so much her (although that therapy crack is still pissing me off - but that is to be expected - I call her a freak just as much, I just don't tell ya'll about that). She has tried to be understanding and help me out and I think now I have finally formulated a new plan - a different plan - no less valid than the original one - I will be much more considerate of her as well. Although - us packing...not gonna be pretty. I'll try to keep from bitching to much here, though.
