debutaunt.com

I Couldn't Remember

Ok, I had to log on to my site and kept mis-typing the password.

kissmybutt19times
kissmyass19times
crap
lick

oh yeah, it's lick

I wish I could just take them down. Especially since I read a host of blogs nearly every day and have been commenting more. I think it's kind of rude of me not to share, ya know.

But someone else did it for me. And she's up to her eyeballs in stuff, and some sad stuff, so I don't feel right asking her to undo them.

I can't use the control panel here at work, and when I looked on my CP at home, I was so fucking clueless. God knows I barely logon at home anymore, but I sure don't have any time to figure it all out (which is something I'd like to do one day ... but when I have free time, there just seems to be so many other things** I either want or need to do *le sigh*)

**Like Bitchfest 2004 this Saturday - more details to come.

Mostly I'd like to take them down because I'm over all that crap with the jerks that were peeking here for gory details. I have heard that they still discuss me. Recently. That I was the topic of discussion at a dinner. A total stranger came up to me and told me that she knew who I was and knew all about me.

I'm like ... wow. that's truly fucking pathetic.

All the stuff going on in the world. Politics. Sports. Books. Movies. Entertainment. Culture, etc. etc. etc.

And they have to talk about me? Fucking sad I say.

Sometimes when I see these people that have so much nerve to discuss me behind my back, and then don't say shit to my face, I really feel like walking up to them and smacking my name right out of their mouths.

Cunts. The lot of them.

Eh. I think about them about as much as I worry about toe cheese.

Posted by debutaunt at October 20, 2004 04:05 PM | TrackBack