Pfui.

[tahnan]

You know, I think one reason I'm not as into LiveJournal as some is that, besides the fact that I don't really listen to enough music to ever list a "current music," nor do I see how it's relevant, nor do I care, and besides the fact that I don't feel I need to set a "current mood," since if you can't tell by reading an entry that says "it's 5 am. I'm going to bed," that my mood is "tired," you shouldn't be near a computer...no, the reason I'm thinking of is that I don't always feel I need comments on my entries.

Today's private journal entry boils down to "man, what a horrible day I had." And somehow I don't really think it'll help to have all my fr--all right, to have both my friends post comments saying "Sorry to hear about your day! Hope tomorrow is better!" I like sympathy as much as the next person, provided the next person doesn't like sympathy all that much, but I like it much much more when I get it because I've vented about something bad in person to someone, and they've then said, "Oh, I'm sorry to hear it." Tone, it's all about tone of voice. (Remind me some day to post my rant about online roleplaying.)

Anyway, today sucked.

Comments

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Sorry to hear about your day! Hope tomorrow is better.

Erm. I couldn't resist, hon. I promise to be good now.
I understand even people in California have Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Days.

I want to hear your rant

[chrysoula.livejournal.com]

on online roleplaying.

And I rarely use mood or music labels.

But then again, I often crave random attention. Livejournal is sort of like Notes for me.