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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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Sunday, January 23, 2005
So Tired
Woke up at like 5:40am for no reason. And then couldn't get back to sleep for a long time. Woke up again like an hour later. Rinse. Repeat. All morning basically from that fist time awake (and, I had only been asleep for about three hours at that point), I kept waking up over and over. We hit the Dali Museum today. Which was cool. We'd all been wanting to go for months now. I'm so glad we went when we did though because I had completely forgotten about Destino being there. It's an animated film collaboration between Walt Disney and Dali from 1946 that was abandoned due to budget: In 1946, Walt Disney commissioned from Dalí an animated short based on the song Destino, by Mexican artist Armando Domínguez. The film was to combine ballet and animation, and was meant to form part of a feature length film of short stories. But in the end, the project failed. The hundred scenes, drawings and paintings made personally by Dalí have remained hidden over more than half a century. It alone was worth the price of admission. Coming in at six minutes, it was beautiful and amazing at the same time. And it's only there through the end of the month. I remember reading about it last year and thinking we needed to see it, only to forget about it until we arrived there today. Tomorrow we should have our w/d. Which will be so wonderful. I'll never take something as simple as being able to wash my clothes for granted again. In the meantime, we need to clean the apartment - it's trashed - but seeing as Love and I are beyond tired (I'm only writing something because I realized how badly needed any update was) so hopefully, we can work on it tomorrow before his friends come to help deliver the set. Needless to say, he doesn't want them seeing the place in tatters. So, most likely, no entry again until Monday. Weekends are the one and only time I'm actually not at my pc, so postings are sparce. Besides, it's Carnivale tomorrow and you know I'm a junkie for that show. With that, I'm going to close. (The way my eyelids keep wanting to do uncontrolably at this point...) Night.
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