oh, LJ, you have got to be joking me.

[rm]

I got to www.livejournal.com while I'm logged in to see if news has been updated. It hasn't, but there's abomination of a control panel thing showing recent comments in my posts, actions on my friends list, etc. Which is all fine, except for the really gross part at the top featuring prompts for journal entries.

Just a few for your consideration:

"What are your favorite and least favorite words? Any reasons why?"

"What's the best birthday present you ever received?"

"How would you describe the face whitaker is making in his userpic?"


Dear LJ,

FUCK YOU. I am here to write about my day, my surly city, media and my relationship with it, the woman I adore currently on a sojourn in Cyprus, my friends, my creative work, my intolerable allergies, politics, AND WHATEVER STRIKES MY DAMN FANCY. And guess what, what's what I want to read about too. Hell, I'd rather wite about writer's block and read about writer's block than have anyone ever take your little questions that encourage faux discourse about noting at all. This would merely be a lame corporate moment if it weren't for your total sucktacularness in the last week. I mean really. You have got to be fucking joking.

http://community.livejournal.com/feedback/12799.html?thread=1847807#t1847807

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