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I feel languid today. Just like I'm curled around this chair rather than sitting in it. I'm listening to Shelby again, but a much...different song, and a different mood too. I'm up. Not ridiculously up. But feeling nice.

whatdoineed returns to the fold as of yesterday, which was nice. We got to chat, and talk about stuff. She's fun.

She brought up a really interesting point, which is that of identity on the internet. Without a voice or a face to attach to words, you can be anyone. There's an old cartoon from when I was in college. It's two dogs sitting in front of a computer, and the caption is, "On the internet, no one knows that you're a dog". And it's true...you rely on the honesty and integrity of others. I don't lie about myself...anything i tell you, or you read here, it's me. However, people have lied to me...and that's not good, I don't feel like i can trust those people ever again.

I want to dance. Someone come dance with me, dammitall.