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It's been about two weeks since I bid adieu to Twitter amid one sad face and very little other reaction. Two weeks since I resumed posting to my journal. And I've realized why this switch makes me a more contented person.

When I write something out on my DW/LJ its primarily for me. I write out my thoughts, or my impressions of something, hit post and move on with my life. Am I happy when/if someone comments? Of course. I love any and all social interaction and dearly wish I had more of it to distract from the crap that circles me in the great toilet bowl I call life.

If I don't get any replies, I'm not really fazed. Maybe people are offline, maybe they're not checking DW or LJ right now. I don't get that with Twitter. When you toss out that 140 characters and nothing happens, you can see all these people tweeting their own thoughts, having conversations with others, that little dark shadow of bad feelings forms, then it grows, and grows, until not only are you sure that everyone there just tolerates you, but that everyone has you muted so they don't have to deal with you.

Fun place to be!

So. Now I'm here and I can just toss my words into the ether and move on with my life.

And in other news, I went to a Celtic festival yesterday. Had much fun and too much food. Very worth the 1.5 hour drive to Richmond and I got to wear my Renfaire dress again. Today was a walk around a nearby lake with Hubs and the little dog. Now there will be napping and soon making dinner.

Basically enjoying the hell out of this weekend before I have to return to Hell tomorrow.


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