Sometimes I really ought to think MORE before typing.

This will come as no shock to most of you, but sometimes I can be a major asshole.

Apologies to the offended party; she knows who she is. My email should make clear my horror at myself.

And no, folks, it wasn't like the famous letter I regret writing. I thought someone was on a high horse, so I got on one of my own, and I should have known her better and not bothered with my indignation.

Stolen from Satyrlovesong

I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your journals, or we have something else in common, and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me, and I thank you for your interest in my words.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...they enjoy the savory aroma of monkey brains a la mode."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then, if you like, post this in your own journal and see what gems of knowledge appear.