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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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Monday, February 14, 2005
Heart-Shaped Dentists
Ok, not really, but I couldn't figure out how to put both subjects in the title. Talked to my mom today and she said there's a dentist up by her that does free consulations. Guess the buy is big on helping out people who need dental help because every year he fits in as many people as he can in a day and gives them free dental work. Fillings, extractions, whatever. He's been doing it for like ten years or something she said. Anyway, missed that day this year - not that I think he'd do larger work like this for free - but she said she'll call and make an appointment this week for me and we can at least get it looked at. Find out what we're really talking about and options. I'm very strongly opposed to extraction pretty much ever so for me, that's not really an option. Besides, I think there's enough living tooth left to just make a small patch for the missing bit. It's such a small piece and the filling and rest of the tooth in intact, I'm hopeful that it's on the minor scale of things. And of course, today is Valentine's Day. And I gotta say I don't understand why people have to be so damned crabby, spiteful and downright annoying about it. So you don't like it; so you're bitter for whatever reason; so you don't want a "forced" or "Hallmark" holiday - fine. Just don't observe it then. But gods, do you have to whine every year about how much you really hate it? I mean jeez people... I don't really care either way. Normally, Love and I do a little something for each other - maybe go out to eat, or he'll get me some flowers, nothing huge - but it's not the end-all, be-all day for us. This year, for example, we're dead broke. So I'm not going to pout or cry that we don't have money for dinner. It's just, oh well. No biggie. The thing is, why can't people who despite and loathe the day be the same way? Just ignore it and move on with your life? Why be so hateful towards people who really do like it? Dunno, just bothers me. Every year, I see people posting bitches and rants and such about Valentine's Day and how much they hate it and whine, cry, moan. It's just not that important people. The more you bitch about it, the more important you're making it.  So, that said, Happy Valentine's Day to those of you who celebrate, don't mind the day, or are otherwise indifferent. To those of you who don't, are hateful or otherwise grumpy pants today, it's just a day, don't get your panties into a wad and it'll all be over tomorrow.
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