9:48 pm | 22 March 2003 | open mouth, insert foot.

Glaargle. Apparently I pitched an inaccurate hissy a few months back. I wish i were defiant and unapologetic, but i have all this post-Catholic fallout, so i'd like to state: I'm sorry, John. I know that most mods aren't freakily, delusively obsessed poseurs--that's a subculture i still do float in and out of (here and in Detroit and Los Angeles, although i'm way too ADD to ever commit to one "scene" or "look" over another--hell, i'll hang with goths. I like people, not haircuts). I like mods! Mods like being mods! Mods think my taste in music* sucks! To which i am totally indifferent! (In reference to another recent email) people who don't like my diary shouldn't read it! And there you have it. clm.

*I like how people read 70 entries in a totally half-assed weblog and then feel able to make wide-ranging character judgements. "You didn't protest Vietnam, you asshole, don't start now!"

Okay, I'm going to see how long i can go without complaining about something, since WITHOUT FAIL i get yelled at every time. "I can't believe you said you didn't like Christmas! This is Santa Claus and Jesus is here with me and we hate you now!" This will be an entertaining experiment, i think.