This site is just not living up to my expectations. I meant for it to truly be the title. Open Matt. I wanted to write here and share things about myself that I couldn't or wouldn't say. I wanted to put pictures up. I had all these ideas for what I was going to do with it.
I just haven't. There is so much on my mind, and I have to put it up on my closed site. Closedmatt.com. I thought that by sharing more, there would be more understanding. Of me? I dunno. Maybe. I was wrong though. I spend ten times more time explaining my posts than I do writing them.
I mean hey, that's just kinda silly.
I think I spend too much time miserating here. This is not miserybox.com (beware, not updated in 3 years.) I should spend more time writing about the good things, of which there are many.
I don't write about Rose enough. She's single-handedly pimp slapped my personality into an all new shape. She's scared the shit out of me and surprised me more than I probably deserve. She's a wildcat in the sack who makes me make sounds like I'm in grade school and I have the answer "ooh ooh!" and I want the teacher to "nnnnnggnn" choose me! She cooks great meals. She makes me laugh, and that is actually far more rare than most people would believe. She's allright.
I don't write about the JDC enough. The Jupiter Drinking Club (est. 2001) is probably my most central group of friends. Members come and go (heh, I just said Members Come) but the general feeling is always the same. Mutual respect, fun, and care for each other. These are the people who show up at my parties. These are the folks who manage to not only listen to my stupid problems, but also give much-needed 3rd person advice.
I don't write about my political interests enough. Most people either assume I'm one of the media-following sheep who thinks whatever the headlines are saying or some kind of closet gay-bashing, white power Republican. I'm neither. I'm a weird mix of a variety of politics. If I agree with you, you won't notice. If I don't... well, you'll notice if you allow me to speak. Being in Berkeley is difficult. It's frustrating to live somewhere where you can write down a short list political ideals on a postcard and walk around and have 99% of the people you meet agree with them. I really feel that most of my peers don't know very much about politics, and worse think that they do, and even worse don't even want to hear a different opinion.
I don't write about ME enough.
Posted by Matt at March 6, 2003 02:41 AM