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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, July 18, 2006
*Grump*
Cramps. Crazy temperature fluctuations. Headache. Neck still in absolute freakin' agony. Haven't slept properly in about a week. And I have to get up for work at the temp job tomorrow. (And Thursday. And Friday.) Dammit. Why this week? Bah. Why not next week when I'm, you know, not on cycle? This is the week I normally spend pretty much entirely in bed. Every month gets worse. Not in terms of the cycle itself - those are taken care of thanks to modern medicine balacing things out - but the extreme weakness and fatigue that plagues me during them. It's like the normal, daily, soreness, aches and tiredness just overtake me for a week each month. I mean, bad. And getting worse it seems. So I'm just flustered and bummed and hoping I can get through it all. Wish me luck.
~ from the beach near
:: miss m ::
at 7/18/2006 11:45:00 PM ~
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