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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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Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Day Two
While it feels like it's been weeks since my stomach went crazy, it's really only been about 24 hours. How time distorts when you have either food poisoning or a stomach flu is a fluke of physics that should be studied by science. Imagine if you could harness this black hole time distortion and use it for good! Blah..... So I tried to eat some toast last night. It tasted better then anything I could imagine, but...made me violently ill again. I thought it had calmed down enough that maybe eating would help. Something small, just to have something in my stomach. BZZZ! Nope. Wrong! It translated into hours of agony and worsening of the pain and problems again. I couldn't get to bed until like 2:30am because I was just in too much pain to sleep. Then I woke up to a chainsaw at 9am as they trimmed the palm tree right outside my master bedroom window. Got back to sleep an hour or so later and slept until 1pm. And I only woke up because I heard the answering machine. The errands I was supposed to do yesterday were going to happen today but now are (maybe) going to happen tomorrow. Now my stomach is calmer but not better. Just there's nothing in it finally so it's slowed down. But I'm hungry and I haven't eaten since Sunday at this point. I'm just too scared to eat anything after last night's toast fiasco. Things were [seemingly] calm until I ate it then all hell broke loose. I just don't want a repeat. I'm worried that the [seeming] calmness of my stomach at the moment is just a ruse and that it's not really calm at all. Just waiting to attack me again. Stomach issues are the absolute worst. I deal with a lot of them in my day-to-day but stomach flu/food poisioning is another catagory all together. There's just nothing to do to endure it and there's nothing to brace yourself, it just sucks. Sucks bad and it hurts to hell. I think I might brave some chicken broth and see how that goes. Wish me luck.
~ from the beach near
:: miss m ::
at 6/27/2006 02:33:00 PM ~
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