Cynical Musings

[irishredlass]

Awhile back I caved in a got a facebook account.  I don't participate in all of the silliness, but I was tired of getting nagged by everyone I knew. 

The funny thing is now all of these people I barely knew from high school are looking me up "I'm so glad I found you", "I thought of you often over the years", "I hope your life is wonderful" yadda yadda yadda.

I have a hard time believing there is an sincerity in their comments because I was NOT popular in high school... I was an over weight, frizzy haired bookworm who had more friends among the staff than the student body.  So now why are all of these people so glad to realize my existence? I find myself very doubtful that they have changed and I am not about to do their home work for them.

Comments

[apollinav.livejournal.com]

Funny that.

It would seem to me I might communicate more with them if I had the ability to post more than one sentence update at a time. Except, that would mean sharing with those people.

And well, I grew up in Virginia, dearie. We just don't share all that much. It's cuz Virginia may be for lovers, but we're damned judgemental too. Flisters are much better. That, and if I wax poetically about my disgust at not finding anything smutty to read or rant about PWPs that blow my socks off... well, I doubt my Facebook friends (and family) would know what to do. On lj... eh, it ain't nothing new. Or, more than likely, someone would send me a link to an exceptional smutty little thing that was just perfect for my kink-of-the-day.

[irishredlass69.livejournal.com]

Hmm I did not know Virginians were stoic people.

It makes me wonder who are the "real life" friends. The people we see and interact with know nothing of our hobby and our passions. Yet, they have the title "real life" because we have met face to face. That is such a shame. I guess I have to agree with Lariope's icon it reads "I love my computer because my friends live in it"

[apollinav.livejournal.com]

That icon rules.

Perhaps I should explain. I'm from Williamsburg, Virginia. As in the Colonial capitol. I also grew up in 18th Century costume. I have friends who I call by their First and Middle names. And no, there's not much diversity in the town, or much appreciation for diversity.

It makes a great tourist attraction. It's cute, and quaint, and enjoyable to visit. But if you live their long enough you begin to absorb the local mentality and shocked sense of virtue. I recommend visiting only.

[dickgloucester.livejournal.com]

Hear, hear.