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RIARGHT. I update too much.

I justify it as follows:
I don't use this like a livejournal.
Nobody cares what I got on my chem final, that Mr. Bailey is subbing for Janoff this week, or that I talked to Paul on the phone after getting Melody's voicemail, so I don't say it.
In a decade, will all that matter? It didn't even matter today.
I don't like to say what I did unless I really want to remember it or have something pseudo philosophical to say about it or a bunch of inside jokes I made up with myself that nobody will "get".
I don't like to talk about people I know and my opinion of them, but sometimes I gush because I always feel like I haven't done enough to appreciate my friends.
And even though I hate myself too, I'm conscientious enough to avoid pouring tidings of my self-directed loathing into the polluted sea of the internet EVERY freaking day.
I just like to write. Okay?
Even if I have nothing truly important to say.
(It's not what you say but how you say it.)

I sound like Stefan apologizing to my brother after Brian skipped Robotics Club. But he's autistic. That's not good.
( See, I do update too much. )