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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 05, 2007
So Close! The lady who ordered the remaining items for her bridesmaids and who has been promising to pay since May 9th, finally sent payment last night. Whoo hoo!
The whine/anxious/Homer "Pee Pee Dance" moment is that it puts me so close to getting the new monitor I'm lusting drooling over. I have the exact one I want picked out. It's on major sale allowing me to get a 19" for the price of the 17"! But I'm this close to having the money for it.
I need like one or two more little sales to reach the goal. And of course, I'm all anxious because (a) hello? monitor dying and (b) I don't know how long the sale is going to last and man would it be sweeet to have a 19."
I. Need. Another. Little. Sale! Now that it's so close to reach, it's driving me all the more batty, you know? It's one thing to drool when you aren't even on the same page, but when you're just out of range...? Painful. Every time the monitor gives me one of it's fade/blink/power failure flicker I am reminded just how close I am. But not quite close enough. Aggravating!!
The lady who ordered the remaining items for her bridesmaids and who has been promising to pay since May 9th, finally sent payment last night. Whoo hoo!
