Dorian Gray And Friend

[poliphilo]

I was trawling the lj universe haphazardly and came across the journal of a guy I last spoke to ten years ago. It was kinda scary. If his icon's to be believed he doesn't look a day older. He's still in the same job. And he's still banging on about medieval Hungary in the same pompous, mock-Edwardian prose.

No surprises. I wonder if he would feel the same if he found my journal. Huh, Tony Grist- same old same-old.

I hope not.

From Chris's journal it was a short hop to Dave's. Dave's user-name is ****-the-twat. He's still as self-hating as he ever was, but now the anger is finding an outlet in paki-bashing nationalism. And he's still chasing teenage goth girls- which was iffy when he was twenty eight and is now downright inappropriate.

I was fond of him. He was a mess the way a puppy of one of the larger breeds of dog is a mess. He had a good heart. It's a shame to see him sink. Life is a tricky business. Some people develop effective strategies for getting through it without sustaining too much damage and others don't.

My first instinct was to give these blokes a cheery wave, but they live too close to home- and I don't want either of them back in my life.

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[archyena.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I usually have chosen to break with people I used to tolerate in the past and cease to be interneighbourly to them and simply don't speak with them if I find them online. This is part of the reason that no one I know from high school knows the name for this journal or my AIM. As odd as it may seem for my age, the few times I tried talking to them, they simply wanted to reminisce and imagine what they could have or should have done. For my part, I don't care to be drawn ceaselessly back into my own past.

Hah. A paraphrase of the last bit of one of my favorite novels, imagine that.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Dave has a post about how he misses the 80s- complete with pictures of his favourite rock stars. These, he says, were the glory days. I, being a good bit older, remember the 80s as the decade of Reagan and Thatcher and all-round naffness.

If you catch me talking about any past decade as "the glory days" please mock me unpityingly.

[archyena.livejournal.com]

Hah. I suspect that I'll be reminiscing about the 90s or something like that. In fact, I seem permanently stuck in "90s-mode" where I still believe that we can create a better world of mutual understanding and responsible business if we're simply willing to reach across the weird political divisions.