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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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Monday, April 10, 2006
A Case of the Mondays
Was up all last night with my stomach feeling like it was being scraped apart by a spoon (from the inside). Woke up, had an awful morning and got into work about 30 minutes late. Spent a few more hours in pain at work but trying to work anyway. Thankfully, I sat at my desk and tried to figure out Access and importing Excel spreadsheets into it, etc. No actual moving around needed. Went to lunch. Maintenence guy was here fixing our A/C {again} so I had about ten minutes to myself to try to deal with my stomach - with no luck. Went back in, kept working on my project and answering the phones. Love came and got me, we hit Publix (supermarket), got dinner stuff and headed home. Another attempt at getting my stomach under control. Ate, watched some tv, more attempts. My stomach is still in horrible shape; I'm still in a lot of pain and I'm exhausted. It's one of those days I wish I never got out of bed. Now my damned wireless trackball's batteries are dying so I keep losing my curser. Bitches. Anyway, I'm going to get ready and go to bed. I still have so much I'm behind on and a necklace and bracelet order to try to get done. Sometime. One of these days. *sighs* Bad start to the week.
~ sweet smelling daffodils :: miss m ::
at 4/10/2006 10:43:00 PM ~
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