I don’t remember being totally insufferable at age 17, but I just found the .csv files of my high school LiveJournal on my hard drive and they seem to indicate otherwise.
Here’s one particularly painful excerpt of an entry posted at 4 P.M. on January 31, 2002:
At any rate, now I’ve discovered El Greco, and when I’m in the mood I think I may change my desktop to Christ Driving the Traders from the Temple from this Jackson Pollock thing I have up now.
Also I’ve succumbed to a rather persistent desire to download Radiohead songs, and now I think a bit more highly of them. The end.
I was listening to “Fake Plastic Trees.” My mood was “lazy.” A few entries earlier, when I wrote something about the paper I didn’t want to write about Ethan Frome for my American Studies class, my mood was “exanimate.”
Thank you and sorry to everyone who had to deal with me then, and thank you and sorry to everyone who has to deal with me now, because I’m sure one day I will look back on everything I wrote at age 27 and also want to club myself over the head.
Here’s that El Greco painting I was really into, by the way. I don’t remember if I ever made it my desktop background (?!) but if I did I’m sure it really livened up Ye Olde Maddux Familye Compaq Presario.