Shady's Back, Tell a Friend
Aug. 1st, 2006 11:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sisabetMy life without LJ is empty and meaningless except for all the stuff I am have been involved with and the deeply fulfilling work I do everyday. But other than that? Days without sunshine. Of course - I sometimes like days without sunshine.
Hello, my name is Liz and I am an LJ Addict. I sit down at my computer and click on my friendslist and begin a joyless surfing experience where I endlessly scroll and read and scroll and read and suddenly realize that hours have past and I have done nothing with my life. And then I repeat this the next time I sit down. And it isn't LJ's fault - it is mine. I am conditioned from an early age to read *everything* that is put in front of me. Hand me a bottle of shampoo. I will be compelled to flip it over and read the entire back. This includes the directions in French (which I don't speak) and the ingredients list. My friendslist somehow turned into an endless bottle of shampoo and I was trapped in there, reading the french and just waiting for something to change.
And HAH! My life did change and suddenly I couldn't handle the time dump because I had no time and so I had to back away. But I missed LJ and I missed posting fiercely and everytime I tried to come back I'd again lose precious precious hours clicking away like a cocaine addicted rhesus monkey bar pressing for a fix. I cannot be trusted to use filters, either. Part of my problem is the obsessive need to read everything in the line up and if I use a filter, I will know that there is more out there I could be reading and I am not and that is cheating (and I never once said I was rational. Ever.)
I need to post. I like posting. I like participating in fandoms and vid meta and OMGRODNEY!!! and I like reading my friendslist. I just also like leaving the house, meeting people, going to work and using my body in such a way that I will not die of heart disease before I am forty. So I decided to cut my flist by a third. Eventually I will probably have to cut again. And it was hard because I was cutting people I really like (someone actually had to tell me that if I defriended my mother that would be tacky, but for a second there mom was almost off the list cause I was on a roll) but it had to be done and I had to be ruthless otherwise I'd be all...you know - not here.
So, that is what is up. As always - friend, defriend, mock or ignore this LJ. I really don't care. Seriously - I. Don't. Care. If I've learned nothing this year other than the ability to fucking get a grip on my priorities, than I've been a successful adult. And your friendslist? NOT A PRIORITY. Me friending you? Not that big a deal. You friending me? Again - not a big deal. The state of foster care and older child adoption in this country? A big fucking deal. See how this works?
ALSO OMG VIVIDCON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hello, my name is Liz and I am an LJ Addict. I sit down at my computer and click on my friendslist and begin a joyless surfing experience where I endlessly scroll and read and scroll and read and suddenly realize that hours have past and I have done nothing with my life. And then I repeat this the next time I sit down. And it isn't LJ's fault - it is mine. I am conditioned from an early age to read *everything* that is put in front of me. Hand me a bottle of shampoo. I will be compelled to flip it over and read the entire back. This includes the directions in French (which I don't speak) and the ingredients list. My friendslist somehow turned into an endless bottle of shampoo and I was trapped in there, reading the french and just waiting for something to change.
And HAH! My life did change and suddenly I couldn't handle the time dump because I had no time and so I had to back away. But I missed LJ and I missed posting fiercely and everytime I tried to come back I'd again lose precious precious hours clicking away like a cocaine addicted rhesus monkey bar pressing for a fix. I cannot be trusted to use filters, either. Part of my problem is the obsessive need to read everything in the line up and if I use a filter, I will know that there is more out there I could be reading and I am not and that is cheating (and I never once said I was rational. Ever.)
I need to post. I like posting. I like participating in fandoms and vid meta and OMGRODNEY!!! and I like reading my friendslist. I just also like leaving the house, meeting people, going to work and using my body in such a way that I will not die of heart disease before I am forty. So I decided to cut my flist by a third. Eventually I will probably have to cut again. And it was hard because I was cutting people I really like (someone actually had to tell me that if I defriended my mother that would be tacky, but for a second there mom was almost off the list cause I was on a roll) but it had to be done and I had to be ruthless otherwise I'd be all...you know - not here.
So, that is what is up. As always - friend, defriend, mock or ignore this LJ. I really don't care. Seriously - I. Don't. Care. If I've learned nothing this year other than the ability to fucking get a grip on my priorities, than I've been a successful adult. And your friendslist? NOT A PRIORITY. Me friending you? Not that big a deal. You friending me? Again - not a big deal. The state of foster care and older child adoption in this country? A big fucking deal. See how this works?
ALSO OMG VIVIDCON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
