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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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Friday, January 12, 2007
Greetings From The Temp Job So it's 3:20pm here in Sunny Florida. I'm sitting at the temp job typing up this entry. Made it in here for the afternoon shift. Just made more sense. Gave me much more time to rest this morning, and still gave me 4.5 hours of work. I've been here for 2.5 hours so far and I'm hanging in there. Not entirely well, mind, but hanging nonetheless. I'm just finding it's much harder to sit here at the office then it is to sit on my couch. You'd think that there wouldn't be much in the way of difference, but truly, there is. I'm exhausted and the whole process is much more draining here. Between getting up and getting ready, getting in here and putting on the public interaction face and knowing I can't just give up the couch and go take a nap whenever I want is more physically taxing then it might appear on paper. I've spent much of this week in various states of sleeping or mindless vegging on the couch in my pj's. Being fully functional is therefore a challenge. I keep finding myself wanting to just drop off into a doze; my eyes are heavy and want to close. Just for a moment.... So I'm trying to keep myself busy with various web interactions. I even opened my Yahoo messenger for the first time in countless months. My normal, chronic fatigue is bad enough, but toss in the flu on top of it and I'm useless.
I thought it was funny though when I came in. The little calendar on the desk here has boats drawn on the days for next week. (The reason I'm in covering is because she's on a cruise.) So it gave me a chuckle. Everyone who came back in from lunch did a double-take. They're used to me being in here when someone quits or is let go. I assured them that no, it's just vacation coverage. It's funny though since I've been temping for them for a couple years now that I'm both a familiar and yet unexpected face at the desk. I've got this distinctly unique status as both "part of" and "separate from" the "family." (Not that everyone's family, but you know what I mean. Some companies foster a more cohesive quality than others.)
*hums*
Man I'm easily distracted today. I'm chatting with two people and my attention span on this entry has pretty much gone down to, well, nil. Heh. So I suppose I might as well wrap up. I'm here until 5:30pm and then the weekend begins. Not that we'll be doing much. Besides being sick, we're also ungodly broke until next Friday. Probably a lot of sitting around the house ahead of us.
