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year old Pagan female who lives in Florida with her guy and two
cats, loves Disney, reads fanatically, tinkers in photography and
believes growing up is overrated
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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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Good, Not Good It's like a game show. Saturday there was some Good and some Not Good. Let's go in order.
Good Headed out to our favorite theater to see Iron Man. Had two freebie tickets left. (Won through Blingo friends.) Movie was really awesome. No, really. It was funny and well worth the theater watch. Quite enjoyed it all around. (Oh yeah and stay until the end, past the credits. They've hidden a sneak teaser setting up for a sequel.)
Not Good The theater had these new "shake" flavors for your popcorn. So I added the caramel one to mine. The popcorn is kinda notorious for not being very good and I thought a little caramel would be better than the faux butter oil slick product they try to pass off as the default topping. Wasn't great but wasn't horrible. Ate about half the bag. (Everyone gets a bag of popcorn included in the ticket at this theater.)
Get home and start not feeling well. Not feeling well progresses into, "OMG please shoot me now I think I'm going to die." Hours of being in absolute agony and taking everything I can think of to try to make it better (Pepto, Tums, etc.) I finally tossed the cookies. Or Pepto and Popcorn as it were. Seems that there was clearly something wrong with the caramel shake on seasoning I added. I know this because {a} it was the only unique item I ate that day (everything else I ate was eaten by Love and our friend Rand as well) and {b} the heartburn "tasted" like the caramel popcorn. (Yeah I know, gross, but you know what I mean.)
So I think it was contaminated in some way. I even picked up the container and read the ingredients to see if it was safe and there was nothing scary listed. But apparently....no. It had somehow gone bad or something had been added to it to make it bad or something. Because I may have a highly delicate and sensitive stomach that makes me ill most days of the year, BUT I don't throw up short of food poisoning. (I just hate it so much I simply refuse to do it unless I don't have a choice.)
And thus my Saturday was full of Good and Not Good experiences. Anyway, go see Iron Man. I never read the comic (much more of an X-Men fan personally) but it wasn't one of those movies where if you don't know the characters you're lost. The whole thing was highly entertaining.
But if they offer you shake on topping, I advise you walk away slowly and don't look back.
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