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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 12, 2005
Form of Self Torture
I'm just browsing aimlessly today. Still feeling very restless - I was last night too - and yet bored and unable to really put my mind to anything. So what do I do instead? Drool over things. Ya know, it's sooo helpful. Avignon Dress...could this be any lovlier? I have a photo in a cataloge and you can see it much better. It's simply beautiful. Think of all the cool photos I could take in that... Angel Vase..again, it's just pretty. The photo I have shows it off better. Simple with lovely, sweeping lines. And you know me and winged things. :) And speaking of wings...while browsing for the last one, I found Wings of Love statue which looks amazing. Then there's some of the most lovely worked leather like this Grandmother Oak checkbook cover, Celtic Oak card holder, or gorgous Grandmother Oak Journal. Of course, when you love vanilla, you can never have enough like the yummy sounding Honey Vanilla bath set. Like I need more bath stuff, but it's like an addiction, I swear. I've gone years not getting any and now I have an excuse (the large tub!) I just want it all again. Not to mention scents you just can't get enough of like Green Apple Spa To Go Gifts Set which makes me want to just eat it up, but which at $28 is well past the budget for a lotion set. And when you read like mad, you always find something you want but don't pick up (normally because of cost), like Goddess, the Grail and the Lodge: Tracing the Origins of Religion that I saw in the bookstore a few weeks ago but didn't have the cash to get. There's also the more practical - like the Bellacan Woven Rug (94x63") we've been wanting since we moved into the apt in October to both make the living room look nicer and to keep the carpet in better shape. And what dream list wouldn't be complete with out things like long drooled over pendants like this or like this... beautiful altar tiles (for an altar that still doesn't yet exist, though is deserpatly wanted or even something as simple as a pretty hair tie. ...But... You know how it goes. It is, in the end, nothing more then a silly and pointless waste of time. Dreaming over items I'll never be able to get and probably don't really need. (Though really want.) I'm forever window shopping at things that I'll never own and it just makes me sad. Yet I can't help but continue to do it. A look into my afternoon I suppose. Pathetic as it may be.
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