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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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Long Day We didn't get home from the dentist until after 10pm last night. Long, loooong day. He had a 6:30pm appointment but that didn't amount to any bearing on the wait. Then I went to Walgreens to drop off the Rx but had it transferred to one near our house and ended up waiting there for like a half-hour before finally asking them how much longer and the tech was like, "Oh! I had it done for you like five minutes after you gave it to me! I thought you got it and left." Um, we were standing right there next to the counter the ENTIRE time. How did he not notice the guy with the swollen face and the lady hovering at the counter the whole time?? Bah. It was so late in fact that I couldn't even go to the supermarket to stock up on soft foods because it was already closed at that point. Thankfully, I was able to call my friend Rand and have him record Heroes for me but it's on his dvr so I'll have to go there soon to watch it. (It didn't even occur to me that we might not be home by 9pm for a 6:30pm appointment!)
Jeez. So by the time we got home, I had a killer headache which turned into a migraine and because I finally broke down and took some excedrin, I couldn't sleep. I feel beat up today. You know that not-quite enough sleep, sleep in bad, broken quantities, lingering headache, urpy-kinda-queasy feeling? That's what it's like. On top of it all, I've got cramps. Bitches. (Oh and of course the Ear That Won't Die. Can't forget that. And MAN was it miserable in that waiting room for hours and hours of aural agony.)
Anyway, there's so much I need to get done today but ugh...I lack the energy to do any of it. The house is a disaster zone and I need to make up some mock samples for a possible bridesmaid order but it's just all so daunting. I want to veg and try to get my head to feel halfway normal but it's hard to relax when you feel like you're not supposed to and that you don't deserve to knowing how much you should be getting done. It's all just going to sit there and still need doing so it's like, instead of looking at it, I should just do it, but...ugh.
How's everyone's Tuesday going? Hopefully better then the start to my week.
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