Maybe now I can shut up about this
I kind of hate that a social networking site requires so much thought and worrying, "what if this," and, "what if that."
So. Plurk.
I hate it.
So, so much. It makes me feel completely ill a good deal of the time. I've held off on saying that because I don't want people to think it's because of them specifically. I'm not in the business of hurting feelings and that's not what I'm about here. If you're on my plurk timeline, I consider you a friend and I am glad you're in my life.
But, on the other hand, it's complete sensory overload. It's every single thought, every single bad thing, every complaint, every sad story. It's very difficult to appreciate someone when I feel they're screaming in my face, and that's essentially what plurk is. It enables over-sharing and it's not like I haven't been guilty of this, but I'm an introvert and a very private person. I cannot handle sensory overload.
My dear friend
seventhe said it best with, "I love you, leave me alone. I love you, from a distance. I love you, give me some fucking space. I love you, now go away." That's completely me and I'm tired of feeling like distancing myself from plurk is being a bad friend. I will always give people avenues to contact me. I don't ignore people who message me or text me. That needs to be enough. Plurk is exhausting, and I need to put my energy toward other things. (I realise the quote and what came after it can be seen as contradictory but it's really not; it all boils down to me needing time and days to myself. We will still be friends if we don't talk for a week.)
I also don't like how I am and how I act on plurk, but that's just for me. I know how to fix it. There's no point in talking about that.
So I guess all that's left is for me to... delete it.
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So. Plurk.
I hate it.
So, so much. It makes me feel completely ill a good deal of the time. I've held off on saying that because I don't want people to think it's because of them specifically. I'm not in the business of hurting feelings and that's not what I'm about here. If you're on my plurk timeline, I consider you a friend and I am glad you're in my life.
But, on the other hand, it's complete sensory overload. It's every single thought, every single bad thing, every complaint, every sad story. It's very difficult to appreciate someone when I feel they're screaming in my face, and that's essentially what plurk is. It enables over-sharing and it's not like I haven't been guilty of this, but I'm an introvert and a very private person. I cannot handle sensory overload.
My dear friend
I also don't like how I am and how I act on plurk, but that's just for me. I know how to fix it. There's no point in talking about that.
So I guess all that's left is for me to... delete it.
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Basically you should do what makes you happy. ♥
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AND CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR ENGAGEMENT, FUTURE MRS. PALADIN!
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No idea at all. We shall have to figure it out but I don't even know where to start. gosh. I shall keep your lack of fishing behaviour in mind. ;)
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I assume the best man's toast will include the story of the time our friends duct-taped us together at a New Year's Eve party. XD
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Somehow I'm not surprised someone resorted to that.
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yyyyeah...me either. Of course that was then followed by His Ex Of Whom We Do Not Speak (and admittedly one of my less objectionable exes) and then after THAT we got together. XD