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[jchrisobrien]

I could stand with a whole lot more honesty.
I'd like to think that people are honest with me, but I'm never sure. If you ever have a doubt on whether you should be honest with me, be honest.
Either I will agree with you, and incorporate changes into my life (if needed)
Or I'll disagree with you, and tell you to fuck off. :)
But don't be false to me. I hate betrayal and dishonesty most of all. Even hatred, bad as it may be, is pure and direct.

Now, back to building computers.

Comments

[marveloustoy.livejournal.com]

Hmm, makes one wonder what prompted this....
but you don't tell me to fuck off, and we disagree plenty ;-)

Honesty

[mr-sarcasm.livejournal.com]

It's time I be honest with you Chris...

your bathroom stinks of Clay Ass Reek.

Ewwww.

:)

[litemage.livejournal.com]

Honesty is usually appreciated by most.

I hate having to try and determine what it is people aren't saying ... but I can't help it, untruths usually stand there like a neon billboard in the night sky, declaring their falsehood in painfully bright, blood red audacity. I have to look behind the glaring harsh light of the lie to see the dim gray lettering on matte black which represents the truth ... often one's only means of discerning the truth is cast by the illumination of the lie itself ...

Allright, I just busted that simile to pieces ... hopefully somewhere in there my statement had sufficient clarity to not get discarded immediately.

I'm sorry you are having to deal with whatever situation it is you are in, it doesn't sound pleasant in the least.

Strange

[agoodshinkickin.livejournal.com]

There's a messege board in front of a church in my neighborhood that has "inspiring/thought provoking" blurbs posted inside.

This month it reads:

Judge not your brother/sister, for the secrets they keep may make your heart weep to hear.

or something along those lines.

[loxocele.livejournal.com]

you know, non-up-front-ness has got to be one of my biggest pet peeves, even perhaps one of my top three frustrations (and we all know how well i deal with frustration, ahem)...

in other words, beating around the bush drives me completely and utterly insane because it's just *so* damn hard to react to anything when you don't know entirely what you're dealing with.

i bitch, moan, and whine about this all the time. or atleast when i'm surrounded by apparent semi-truths (it occurs to me now i haven't had to get upset about this kind of thing for a decent while, and that's a pleasant surprise :)

but anyway, you know what? i've got this sneaking suspicion that asking, telling, even *begging* people to be more upfront with you actually makes them *less* likely to tell you the truth - perhaps because they're spooked that you didn't buy the first version of what they told you. i'm not sure why...maybe they think you're going to jump down their throats or something, dunno.

all i *do* know is that a lot of the "truths" that were veiled from me a good while ago started popping up, randomly, after a chunk of time had passed...and usually from out of nowhere. people are funny that way.