I confess that I hate being a thread killer.
And I also hate when people don't/can't answer my questions on Yahoo! Answers. (Or when they post without even attempting to help, just to rack up points. Grr.)
I confess that sometimes I can be really freaking stupid.
I confess that I'd love a brown cow right about now. (It'd be nice if people would listen to me once in a while, too.)
I confess that even though I love several online communities, have joined them, read them frequently and know the people well, I still don't really feel like I'm a part of any of them. I'm just a lurker, no matter how often I post or how long I've been there or how much I like the subject matter. Even if the people are welcoming, it's hard to get into things like that. The one place I *did* belong in, I barely post in anymore. Plus there's this one person over there, she's been involved longer than I have, but she only started posting in our group once I'd left. And I doubt it's a coincidence... I'd probably be more active if this one person left, too. (And that makes me feel like a total jerk.)
I confess that I'm probably just shouting into air. lol.
I confess that it's still nice to be able to say what I feel, even if no one else sees this.
I confess that I started drinking a certain kind of tea purely because the characters in a book series drink it.
