Lose the mood, dude
May 5th, 2004
Ha. I love this. I can select a “current mood” from a pull-down list of like 50 options. One of them is “bitchy.” I shoudln’t start doing this, though, because if I did, my current mood would always be “bitchy.” There’d really be no reason to change it because that would be lying.
If you think about it, though, it’s pretty presumptuous to assume you’re in a bitchy mood if no one is around. Isn’t bitchiness by nature contingent on at least some sort of human interaction? Can you be in a bitchy mood if you’ve been sitting by yourself for six hours straight, alternating between thinking about making cheesy noodles and actually making cheesy noodles? Sure, I FEEL bitchy right now. But I always feel like this. Maybe I’m kidding myself, and I actually feel “artistic,” or “drained,” or even “contemplative.” (All standard Live Journal options.) In order to truthfully classify my current mood as “bitchy,” I’d need to have someone call or IM me and make a proper assessment of my reaction to life beyond Annie (LBA). And I don’t really fucking have time for that right now. Fucking annoying people.
I think I can select “bitchy” now.
Can I say “fuck” this often on this site? I guess I’m about to find out.
That’s another thing. Despite my self-proclaimed “web-savvy” image, I am totally clueless as to this basic blog process which apparently millions of “users” have mastered by age 18. I would also like to thank Live Journal for making me feel like even more of a “user” than I already am.
The Snowman is totally staring at me. I think he is a user, too.
I’m guessing most people who read this will be on during work, or “normal” hours. Just an FYI: my posts will all occur during the abnormal realm of 1 a.m. - 7 a.m. I have a medical condition that requires I only be a productive member of society during that frame. People who write blogs supposedly “for their readers,” but really for themselves, are productive members of society. I am glad I now qualify. For a minute, this one time, I was getting worried. I was sitting on my couch for six hours straight, thinking about cheesy noodles. It occurred to me that maybe my life was worthless. But suddenly, a That ’70s Show rerun came on FOX and the feeling just vanished! That was close. I hope to never feel that way again.
Since I don’t have any friends with blogs, I guess I won’t be getting comments. If you’re reading this, you can still comment. It just comes up as anonymous or something. So state your name. Or don’t. See if I care. Losers.
Bitchy!

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