The ChayRae

So here's the thing: LJ confusses me. There are a bunch of links that seem they should be important but are all in Russian and there is no way of changing it to English or even Deutsch. But that's okay. I'm not looking to meet new people are to become a member of some fabulous community. If someone were to comment, fine! I probably won't reply just because this is merely a journal thingy I'm trying to force myself to do.

When I was kid, I'd carry my journals everywhere, just in case something popped in my head that I never wanted to forget. Those days have long passed and I've wondered what would I accomplish if I gave it a try again? The downside with an actual journal is handwriting. I hate mine, I'm slow at scribbling and faster at typing. So there you go. I'm sick of Xanga, Myspace, and Blogger. With those sites, I felt I was always writing for someone because someone always knew I had those particular blogs. Not this time. Well not till recently, apperantly. Whatever.

After the "crackcrackcrack" post on WitPit's site, I've vowed never to visit it again. "I think you just don't want to be happy" (with my name as a tag). What the hell is that? Do I seem depressed to you? Oh, wait. I just recently had one of the shitiest weeks of my life!  I'm sure his new girlfriend explained it. However, I question if she expressed her guilt to him. She seems to pick and choose which truths she wants to reluctently reveal depending on the person listening. All considering, I think I've held myself together very well. Not that I was asking what WitPit thought in the first place. I could give a damn at this point.

Anyway, I can assume WitPit might dislike this journal for some of things I have expressed. For this I apologize. Again, my goal was never to flaunt this site around (I didn't link it on my Facebook like most do), so if anyone doesn't like what they're reading, then don't read. I don't have friends on LJ. I haven't told my friends about LJ. I don't plan on having friends on LJ. I've actually gotten pretty damn good at being a loner...


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I was invited (by 2 people - Johnny Lovebucket and random guy at Dara's) to a party across the street from my place a couple of nights ago. Turns out, it's Dakota Fucktard's new place. Grantus was there, high as kite (avoiding my very existance just I strive to do). Colton was also there because he's a newly out of the closet pothead. I stayed longer than I should have.

I'm such an awkward beast.

The Giant brought me sushi (eel) back from KC. Yum!