Wednesday, April 17, 2002 :::
Scott is happy.
Thanks, Michelle.
Soup
3:55 AM:::
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Tuesday, April 16, 2002 :::
I was a big fan of blogs up until about 5 minutes ago. tonight, i realized how much my blog was a curse. i hate it now simply because this blog can no longer be what i want it to be. why? as i write this sentence, i am doing something that i have never ever done before: i am worrying about what you, the reader will think while reading this and how you will take it to heart. i'm doing my best to write something that won't be misconstruded as an attack with blog as my weapon. i find myself tripping over sentences i would like to use, but am afraid they will damage.
in general, a sentence on this page was just simply a thought from my own head, quickly typed out before i forgot, never truly having the exact same meaning as what was in my brain. only a rough approximation.
might i take a black marker and black out two sentences sentences (fragments at that) from my blog? 4 words, half of which are the word "the." the other two are extremely loaded words. so loaded they changed the intended meaning of the entire passage. wow, huh? yea, tell me about it.
my blog is no longer a place for "me." i'm not alone here, like i assumed i was. anyone has the right to get angry/mad/upset over publicly displayed material. it's my fault. so what does this mean for you, the reader of my blog? well, a few changes will be made as to how i write my blogs, if i do decide to continue writing them. what's leaving? for sure, my own extremely personal thoughts. i will never ever again secretly address a person or attempt to have a conversation. staying? words of wisdom, anecdotes, general philosophy, ... i hope it doesn't become a laundry list of my happenings, like some other blogs i've seen. if so, then i will cease to blog here. i may finally take my own advice and create another blog not telling anyone the address. so i may end up blogging with less frequency and will probably advertise when a new one is posted.
so from now on; my blogs are different; not the same.
some advise? it's not a diary; get a blank book.
good day; good evening; and goodnight.
Soup
2:28 AM:::
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Sunday, April 14, 2002 :::
JayStylee: scoot any agua?
s o u p m a n14: silly question jay
JayStylee: scoot any cups?
s o u p m a n14: boy, you're full of silly questions, aren't you?
s o u p m a n14: what's next?
s o u p m a n14: have i a computer?
s o u p m a n14: friends?
JayStylee: dammit scoot
s o u p m a n14: a bit of money?
JayStylee: jeeeeez
s o u p m a n14: books?
s o u p m a n14: a bed?
JayStylee: a life?
JayStylee: NONE
(a few moments pass and jay enters the room, marvels the present above eric's bed, then leaves, not taking any water.)
s o u p m a n14: you came for water?
s o u p m a n14: but left with nothing?
s o u p m a n14: jay, you're silly
JayStylee: lol no, i need none now
JayStylee: eventually however
s o u p m a n14: you weirdo
JayStylee: dood whatever man
JayStylee: sucks
s o u p m a n14: haha
Soup
3:30 AM:::
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