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Friday, August 09, 2002 @ 11:33 AM
So, I've been getting a lot of really incredibly negative feedback lately from strangers visiting my 'blog. And it's very strange to be attacked by people who I don't think really know me, or understand the purpose and history of this journal.
Strangers of the world? This journal is not being written for you. I'm writing it for me. I've elected to write it online so that it can be shared with my friends and loved ones, but really, I'm writing it for myself. If you don't like this journal, this website, then... leave. It's just that simple.
At the same time, I've gotten a lot of positive feedback, mostly in the form of e-mails, which I save in a folder called "Fan Mail" and appreciate very much. So my advice to everyone reading this is simple: If you can't say anything nice, don't say it at all. There are plenty of better things to do on the web than share your opinion with people who simply don't want it or care about it.
Ah. Now that I've gotten that off my chest...
If imood weren't down right now (and by "down" I mean not working and not available), I would set my mood to "smitten," with a yellow smiley face next to it, because that's how is simply how I feel right now. I feel like I have stars in my eyes... Call me sad and pathetic if you must, but I care about someone and he cares about me, and I'd forgotten how good that can feel.
I'm going to try to write two more chapters today - for a total of three - and four tomorrow. And then, guess what, kids? I'll be finished. More than 60,000 words, and they're all mine...
As of this morning, my entire family is out of town, and you know what that means. Party at my place. (Not that we act any differently when my moms and brother are at home...) Come over any time around 7 p.m. and hopefully we'll get in one last quality party at my place before I move into the dorms on Monday.
And just when you thought this entry couldn't get any longer, I present: The Friday Five.
1. Do you have a car? It's not exactly mine... it's tan, and I think it's called a Catalina.
2. Do you drive very often? I don't like to drive, and I don't think I'll really miss it when I give it up in, like, a week.
3. What's your dream car? This is really something I've never thought about. All I know is that I would want it to be painted ice blue, because that's the coolest color in the world.
4. Have you ever received a ticket? No, but it seems like I'm always in the passenger seat when other people do... Cori, my brother... Dan...
5. Have you ever been in an accident? A few fender-benders, but nothing major. My first was on the day of my junior prom... The college student who I hit yelled at me until I started to cry... He was scary.
All right, I need to get back to the novel writing if I want to finish another two chapters before people come over. Peace and love to all, and special thanks to everyone who's defended me from mean-spirited strangers. Have a peachy weekend and don't let the man get you down. =)
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