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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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Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Ye Olde Laundry Day
So yeah, I'm not at the apartment today. I'm once again over at Rand's working on a couple loads of laundry. Yes, it is a weekly thing becaus well, you wear clothes everyday and they don't just wash themselves. Heh. Though hopefully - hopefully - soon we might be picking up a set from someone Love works with. Which would be amazingly wonderful. It's worth eating mac-n-cheese for two weeks if it means we can get them. And be able to do laundry as needed, in our own home. Of course, I don't even want to think about what it'll mean to try to transport them without a truck and how to get them up three flights of stairs to the apartment...but...those are worries for another day. There's really nothing of interest to report. Just posting since I'm not at home and I'm bored. And since I can't check my email or get on Y! from here (he doesn't have it on his system and I'm not going to install it; that'd just be rude). Tomorrow, we'll be closed in protest. So if you forget and come by, there will be a note explaining what it is and what's going on, but fair warning. *yawns* American Idol was funny last night. Of course. The audition ones always are. Especially the last girl who was seriously mentally ill. That girl needs meds - badly. Talking about the voices in her head and all...freak. I don't feel bad for the horrible ones. At this point, they totally know what they're getting into. It's not like it's a surprise or anything. Such totally guilty pleasure. On the other end of the scale, Medium is actually proving to be a good show. I find it interesting. And very non-fluffy. Which is refreshing. I like the character and she's very sassy and says it like it is. I'm enjoying it. Of course, the last episode I totally knew it was the photographer before she figured it out, but ya know, I'm just good like that. *chuckles* I recommend it though. Less X-Filesy and more crime drama so it should appeal to more people. Hope it sticks around. Rand's cat is sitting here just pittifully mrrrrooowwwwwing at me, next to the chair. Poor thing is just desperate for attention. Not that he doesn't pet her, just that she wants more then anyone can give. Heh. Not to mention of course, she's here by herself all day and I think she really needs a friend. I think she's just lonely. So when a person's around, she's just starved for love. Silly girl. What's so funny is that she's one of the most skittish and otherwise shy cats I've ever seen. Yet, she's utterly demanding for attention these days. Headbutt. Mrrrrow. Repeat. Mkay, well, there's really nothing else to blather about. Honestly, I'm surprised I managed to write as much as I did. Heh. There's just nothing too exciting to report when you're spending your day doing laundry. Ciao. (oddness. it wouldn't post. said a required field was blank...trying again)
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