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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, April 13, 2005
Knee Surgery
No, not me, Love. Tomorrow, he's going in to fix the badly torn cartilage in his knee. Four hours of surgery. Oy. After that, he's home for a week to recover. So I may or may not be around because of course, I'll be taking care of him. If anyone can spare a moment to send good wishes his way for a successful surgery tomorrow, I'd appreciate it. I know that I tell him everything will be ok and not to worry, I admit, I am a little scared. Four hours being under for surgery is a long time. It's considered out-patient but still... I worry he'll be in pain, I worry about getting him around (I'm a tiny woman; he's twice my size!), I worry about the healing process and the risks and everything. I know there's a huge success rate and that if it all goes well, he won't have the pain in his knee ever again, but it's still worrisome. Anyway, I didn't mention it before because he really hates his personal life online but I guess as it gets closer, I just want to let someone know what I'll be doing and what my worry will be focused on. I just love him and want him to be ok. I just hope this week isn't a bad recovery and that it'll be over before we know it. That's it from Casa M right now. Need to clean up the house and get everything prepared for tomorrow.
~ flowers bloom by Memory and Dream
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