Don't Ask Me
Mar. 17th, 2006 09:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Public Image Limited....just added to iGor. That's a most excellent video, too. I need to resume the creation of my database as I have been a total slacker in that regard, among others.
::sigh::
So I guess I'm back from my very brief respite from LJ. I was never upset with the person who called me an attention whore; rather, I was (and am) more upset with myself. I suppose anyone who has an online journal has attention issues up to a point, but I'd like to think that I am not pathological in my need for attention. I'd like to think that the main purpose of this journal is to document my days, my thoughts, and whatever else that may my spring to my attention. I know that there are folks out there who journal for the singular affirmation by others that they exist. Such people irritate me, more so than perhaps they should because maybe I see myself in such characters a bit more than I'd care to admit. It's something to think about. Until I figure it out or admit it to myself, I'll continue to debate that and other such things here on the Cliffs of Insanity, much to the misfortune of anyone who may encounter this journal.
Aunt Tudi and I went to Asheville today for our last visit to TS Morrisons. It's hard to believe that the oldest store in Asheville is closing, but this is more proof that nothing is lasting but change. Once Morrisons closes, I wonder what shop will inherit the title of "Oldest Store in Asheville." As John Lydon says, "don't ask me, I don't know."
::sigh::
So I guess I'm back from my very brief respite from LJ. I was never upset with the person who called me an attention whore; rather, I was (and am) more upset with myself. I suppose anyone who has an online journal has attention issues up to a point, but I'd like to think that I am not pathological in my need for attention. I'd like to think that the main purpose of this journal is to document my days, my thoughts, and whatever else that may my spring to my attention. I know that there are folks out there who journal for the singular affirmation by others that they exist. Such people irritate me, more so than perhaps they should because maybe I see myself in such characters a bit more than I'd care to admit. It's something to think about. Until I figure it out or admit it to myself, I'll continue to debate that and other such things here on the Cliffs of Insanity, much to the misfortune of anyone who may encounter this journal.
Aunt Tudi and I went to Asheville today for our last visit to TS Morrisons. It's hard to believe that the oldest store in Asheville is closing, but this is more proof that nothing is lasting but change. Once Morrisons closes, I wonder what shop will inherit the title of "Oldest Store in Asheville." As John Lydon says, "don't ask me, I don't know."
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Date: 2006-03-18 03:23 am (UTC)And I don't think you are an attention whore. I think an LJ attention whore is the kind of person who posts nude pics, or makes up diseases, or basicly gets pissed off when they *aren't* getting attention. Journals, whether stuck in a drawer, or displayed in public, are by their natures about the self. There is *nothing* wrong with that. I didn't subscribe to your journal to hear from someone else. I want to hear what you think about things, or what's going on with you. I'd like to know what's up with Aunt Tudi, or the prides, or Dr. Patch's llama. It's fun, and it's nice, and I would miss it if you left. That's my two cents.
*hug*
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Date: 2006-03-18 03:28 am (UTC)I am comforted by the idea that others are out there, even if they don't comment, they know...
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Date: 2006-03-18 03:30 am (UTC)I'm the original attention whore.
Desperate need to be liked and all.
*HUGS*
Glad youse back.
Missed you.
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Date: 2006-03-18 03:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-18 03:46 am (UTC)As for being an attention whore; I know some people tend to post provacative things to generate attention (not talking about you
It's nice to peek into the lives of others; I think it's a way of seeing that we're not alone and there are others who think and feel the same way we do. Sometimes it's nice just to vent frustrations too. I have a tendency to post self-deprecating things sometimes, but I never see myself as pleading for attention; it's more of a way of taking all the hurt and rage and placing it somewhere other than inside my head. Also, it's nice to see the creative side of people too. I've never read one post by you that would lead me to believe you are anything but a very cool and interesting person (with great taste in music). I enjoy reading your journal and hope you don't go on hiatus again! :-)
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Date: 2006-03-18 03:56 am (UTC)*does a little tapdance, flashes her boobies, then sets something on fire*
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Date: 2006-03-18 03:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-18 12:56 pm (UTC)**Looks at mirrored reflection**
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Date: 2006-03-18 03:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-18 01:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-18 02:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-18 09:23 pm (UTC)Just reminds me of one of my favorite songs by the Dead Milkmen, "Instant Club Hit"...
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Date: 2006-03-19 06:36 am (UTC)2) boys say dumb things, it's chromsomal, or something
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Date: 2006-03-19 11:35 pm (UTC)