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Thu, Oct. 11th, 2007, 01:42 am

I really hope none of this whatever-this-is has made any of you feel like it's directed at you. Gods, I hope not. I love you. I love you all so much. That's part of what's been slowly eating me up, tearing me to bits emotionally. I'll bet what I've done here has taxed a lot of new freindships and... acquaintenceships? Or is going to.

Yar, this tidal wave of fucked-upedness is capsizin' our acquaintence-ships! Quick! To the Manage Friends page! WE LEFT WITH NO CHOICE, CAP'N!

And that's a stupid thing to be concerned about. Kinda late in the game now to reverse it, huh?

Wed, Oct. 17th, 2007 09:34 pm (UTC)

I'll have to remember that. I discovered I have the habit of trying to protect people I like from negative things, especially about myself, because I don't think they should have to put up with it. What that leads to is that I kind of burst and get emotional goo all over the place. That can't be a healthy thing, so I'm going to try to, gee-whiz, talk about things. [The drama-puppy combo popularized by the turn of the decade moved into the physical world, leading to wholesale adoption of homeless puppies, leading to a subsequent crash of HoboDog Inc.]