Administrative note.
Nov. 20th, 2006 04:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Or, Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.
During a scintillating conversation last night, I realized that after a few years of having aspects of my life--for example: my appearance, personality, sex life--discussed by strangers on the internets...I fold.
During my Some Band hiatus, I tried to fill the SB-shaped hole with Fall Out Boy. It didn't work so well--no matter how I wired it together, I could never get it to fire at the right time. But anyway, they have a song called "Our Lawyer Made Us Change the Name of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued," which is about fame and fans and things like that. Last night, I was thinking about that song. Specifically, the line that goes, "We're only good 'cause you can have almost famous friends." I realized that a) I don't want to feel like that about my friends ever and b) hey, they are my friends and as such, I don't want to be a bridge to them for people who may not have the best intentions. In addition, as you can probably tell from the first paragraph, I'm a bit tired of having my life be picked apart for crumbs about them. I've become fascinated lately by the whole Scene Queens thing, because I'm curious about the scene thing as a whole and I'd just like to say...when you freak out, I understand, Scene Queens, I understand. At first, I think, they seek out the attention because few among us don't like attention. But the more people that pay attention, the more intense it gets and then it becomes intrusive and weird and the next thing you know, strangers on the internet are discussing how they can see your extension tracks or in my case, whether my relationship ended because I was "arrogant."
So from now on, I'm actually, no kiddin', no takebacks, for serious abstaining from public references to them in this journal. I know I've mostly done that anyway but there will no coded entries, no cutesy nicknames for you to figure out, lalalala.
I know this is all very drama llama but fuck 'em if they can't take a joke. I'm just trying to be a better friend and if the end result is lowered site visits, then oh noes--I don't care.
P.S.: My personal favorite.
During a scintillating conversation last night, I realized that after a few years of having aspects of my life--for example: my appearance, personality, sex life--discussed by strangers on the internets...I fold.
During my Some Band hiatus, I tried to fill the SB-shaped hole with Fall Out Boy. It didn't work so well--no matter how I wired it together, I could never get it to fire at the right time. But anyway, they have a song called "Our Lawyer Made Us Change the Name of This Song So We Wouldn't Get Sued," which is about fame and fans and things like that. Last night, I was thinking about that song. Specifically, the line that goes, "We're only good 'cause you can have almost famous friends." I realized that a) I don't want to feel like that about my friends ever and b) hey, they are my friends and as such, I don't want to be a bridge to them for people who may not have the best intentions. In addition, as you can probably tell from the first paragraph, I'm a bit tired of having my life be picked apart for crumbs about them. I've become fascinated lately by the whole Scene Queens thing, because I'm curious about the scene thing as a whole and I'd just like to say...when you freak out, I understand, Scene Queens, I understand. At first, I think, they seek out the attention because few among us don't like attention. But the more people that pay attention, the more intense it gets and then it becomes intrusive and weird and the next thing you know, strangers on the internet are discussing how they can see your extension tracks or in my case, whether my relationship ended because I was "arrogant."
So from now on, I'm actually, no kiddin', no takebacks, for serious abstaining from public references to them in this journal. I know I've mostly done that anyway but there will no coded entries, no cutesy nicknames for you to figure out, lalalala.
I know this is all very drama llama but fuck 'em if they can't take a joke. I'm just trying to be a better friend and if the end result is lowered site visits, then oh noes--I don't care.
P.S.: My personal favorite.
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Date: 2006-11-21 12:47 am (UTC)But when it comes to people talking shit about you on the internet, I can relate. It's creepy and weird, and I hope people stop doing it to you.
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Date: 2006-11-20 04:24 pm (UTC)WTF?!
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Date: 2006-11-20 10:18 pm (UTC)♥
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Date: 2006-11-20 11:57 pm (UTC)Dickweeds. Don't let the haterz stop you from doin' your thang! ♥
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Date: 2006-11-21 04:27 am (UTC)Also get the hate out of your heart already... tramp!
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Date: 2006-11-21 11:07 am (UTC)B) You first, hoor!
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Date: 2006-11-21 05:52 pm (UTC)And in the words of Destiny's Child -- you know I'm not going to diss you on the internet (cos my mama taught me better than that).