I guess some people are touchy…

( And then she called me an asswad… )

You know what I love? I love it when people call you names…like cunt and stupid bitch and the like, impugning your intelligence, all the while making it VERY clear that they themselves are devoid of any and all brain function. The fury continues over at it2m.com over my seemingly insignificant little area of the internet. Things were, read: WERE, pretty much over until somebody named ‘annie’ decided that since she didn’t get a chance to nip at my ankles, like one of those annoying little furballs that Paris Hilton carries around in her purse, last night that she would do it today. So she called me psycho, saying I use it as a screen name. In the 8+ years that I have been using this name, I have yet to meet one single solitary dickweed idiot that doesn’t notice, when trying to use my name to insult me, that there is no fucking ‘h’ in there. WTG! Are you going to be spelling bee champ next year? *thumbs up!* Anyway, she also said she found it amusing that I was complaining about the length of time it takes the site to load on dial-up. One thing that REALLY burns my ass is when people start attributing comments to me that I never made. It is also seemingly one of the cardinal rules/sins of the site as it appears on the “Idiot” disclaimer page about not flaming someone for a comment they made until you are sure they are actually the one that made it.

I pointed out to her (and anybody else reading) that I didn’t make the comment but that my husband did, and that maybe she should go back and read the Idiot page.

I got flamed. Apparently correcting someone by quoting what I originally said to show them their error is defined in Cattyland as ‘scapegoating’. Apparently I made my husband the scapegoat when I pointed out that someone doesn’t know how to read.

Do they have a Sylvan Learning Center anywhere near you? Because you might want to check it out.

Then I get called a cunt and a dumb bitch and told to have my brain tumor removed by someone who cannot even type the word ‘read’ without spelling it ‘erad’ for yet another comment that I never made. It says in my post that Dave made the graphics. Somehow that turned into me saying that Dave designed the template. I really wish someone…ANYONE!…would show me where I said that because I’d really like to see it. When I pointed out to this modern day sophisticate that I never said it, he said he was too lazy to go quoting my own words back to me and that’s probably a good thing because he would never find those words to quote.

Aside from the post I made here, which I made no attempt to hide and spoke directly to them since I know they are probably still reading it *waves*, I had let this go. Even though they were all up bright and early this morning saying I would be back to whine and calling me a troll, I didn’t say anything. Except to refute a troll accusation that is. But I did not attempt to stir the pot. I have dealt with entirely enough character assassination for today doled out by people too blinded by their own brilliance to actually see the words other people write to them clearly enough to make an intelligent conversation consisting of anything other than mud slinging and ill-conceived and incoherent diatribes. You all were amazed by me yesterday? I’m amazed by you today. I invited all of you to post your comments on my site, which is more than I can say for any of you. I told you I was waiting for any and everything that you had to say and didn’t care if you posted it on your own site as long as you posted it here as well. But when you’ve been hiding in the shelter of your close knit community for so long in relative safety, and become such big fishies in such a wittle bitty pond, I guess the ballsac just kinda shrivels up and heads north huh? I have no filters or limits on those who comment on my posts. Any and all comments are encourage, invited and welcome. I rarely filter any posts because I don’t feel I have anything to hide. I’m here and I’m me and this is what there is. I made some valid points, and in a more rational manner today, and I still got the same head-butting, “WE FEAR CHANGE!” attitude that I got last night. So you can have your site back. You can blame me for the drama that ensued today even though I never said a word to anybody until provoked. You can call me whiny, and a troll, and a cunt, and whatever else it is that your big fish in small pond brain tells you will be the most hurtful. But unfortunately for you, it isn’t. I’m sure that if any of you actually read this, you want have the sac to post here, but instead will slink back to your quiet, black little sanctuary and play a nice game of ‘Cut Up The Whiny LJ Chick’ and that’s fine because in all honesty, it’s just really really sad.

Good luck.

This is probably going to turn into a series or something...

They are repeatedly bouncing over here to check on what I'm doing...I don't know whether to feel loved or stalked.

Bitter Bitch made a comment about how nobody is commenting here on my site about my posts...but there are plenty of comments going onto their site about my posts...hmmm...still no sign of that ballsac huh?

And I'm not sure what the whole point is of dissecting the word 'design'...but it was clearly stated that I said that Dave designed the template and what I actually said was that Dave made the graphics. I'd still like to see that quote please. But perhaps it isn't laziness after all...he's just too busy opening up dictionary.com to make a completely nonsensical point. Perhaps before you try to read an English language blog, you should first learn how to speak the language…and I’d like it noted for the record, oh hell fuck it. My character is dead anyway at this point I really could give 2 shits what people think of me, note nothing. Don’t talk about me until your fucking chopped up shit makes sense. K?

oh yeah...and since it's been established that I *did* let it go BB, exactly what was your point? My blog is my blog and nobody is holding a gun to your head to come on over here and read it. If that poor bastard Mr. BB would have told you by now to let it go, or get a grip or whatever maybe you should get him on the horn.


not only do you have your own tag!! You have your OWN MOOD ICON!!

Posted by: annie

Cat-
She can't afford to PAY for a real review, so she expects IT2M to do her
bidding for FREE!!!
She can't afford to pay, cuz that would dip into her twinkie fund!!!

oh..oha...ohahahahahahaha! That is so clever! "Let me see now...hmmm...I need to prove that I'm not an idiot like I demonstrated by not being able to spell her name right even though it's right in front of me...hmmm...how can I appear to be clever? I KNOW! SHE'S FAT! I'LL MAKE A TWINKIE JOKE!! YES!!"

score!

Posted by: madbull, Esq.

Ahum, I had to stalk... of course. Feedreaders aare nice aren't they.

I am glad she found a new pleasure in life and she doesn't stop amazing her
world. I mean what could be more creative than giving IT2M an own 'mood'
and tag.
But I am glad for her. Her main page looks a lot better already. The only
thing that captured me on her page was what her brain said. Most brainfarts
were 'crappy' and 'empty'. Now it all looks better. IT2M gave her
something to live for... and to post about. I wonder if she hears voices and
writes to them or just entertains herself.

Wow, bull...that's the first reasonably cognitive thing you've written. Did somebody write it for you?

Posted by: annie

Woo-hoo! We rate SEVEN diatribes, I mean posts, (so far.)

I was worth MY OWN post!
Neener!

*does happy dance*

Better watch those *action* things there, annie...one of the bitches doesn't like them...or at least that's what she said in someone's review awhile back. It seems to be a bit rabid over there...you might get a leg bitten off if they decide to turn on you.

Posted by: Avitable

I've never seen someone who's not obsessed be so obsessed.

I could probably stop being "so obsessed" if you all would stop reading/commenting about me. You'll notice that since my last "big" post, I haven't said anything unless you all have said something first.