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Blogroll Me!
There are people on the net that have nothing better to do with their time
then be nasty to other people online. They post rude comments, spend hours
a day talking about sites they hate so much, that they well, spend hours a
day talking about them. (lame) They mock the owners and posters for their
opinions and their right to free speech. They expect everyone to fit into
their narrow-minded little world view or else they throw a temper tantrum.
To these people I say grow up.
Here's a bit of info people...the web is
a HUGE place. If you don't like what I say here, or who I am, or what I
do, or talk about, or what I look like, or the color of my hair, or
whatever asinine thing you dwell on, go somewhere else. It's
really, really easy. Honest. You just click the little "x" in
the corner of your browser and *poof* the offending, big, mean and nasty
site has disappeared.
I pay for this site. It's mine. That
means I can use it for whatever the hell I want to. Don't like it if I'm
bitching about something in my life? Oh fucking well. Go somewhere else.
Think I'm stupid for expressing my thoughts? Too fucking bad, don't read
them. Somewhere along the line, someone forgot this simple fact: Live
and let live Don't like me, cool, fine, whatever, I don't care.
This journal is NOT for you. It's for me. I'm not in it for popularity or
fame or anything stupid like that. I write it because I need to write and
express myself and get things out of my head sometimes. So read or don't,
it doesn't matter, but don't waste my time (or yours) bitching about it.
*gets off soapbox*
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Wednesday, January 05, 2005
Every Year!
Every year, after Christmas, I miss out on the Victoria's Secret Semi Annual Sale & Clearance! Grr. It's going on right now and do I have any cash to buy desperately needed items? No. Because, like every year, I'm broke right after Christmas. Not just broke but behind. I love their bras and panties. They actually fit the size they say they are and they last. I hate the cheap crap from Wal-Mart because it's just that: cheap crap. I hate when the underwire rips out of the bottom of the bra and it gets all twisted and useless. Or when the edge of the panties rip so you have a big hole on the seat of your pants - literally. Bah. The majority of the year I can't come close to affording their stuff. It's just expensive. But this time of year you can get things for decent prices. And the few Victoria Secret items I've picked up over the years are always the most comfortable and the longest lasting. They just hold up. Of course, they can't hold up forever and for like three years now I've been needing to restock my drawers. So, dammit. Here's the sale again and there's no chance in hell of taking advantage of it...
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