- My eldest daughter will be moving away to live with her father next month. We live in Ohio, he lives in Florida. She’s planning on going to college down there. I’m not moving to Florida.
- My job has shut down for an indefinite amount of time because my supervisor went on a leave of absence and her replacement doesn’t feel like dealing with the external workers.
- My significant other is slowly losing his damned mind. I may be forced to kill him.
- I’m still sick, even though my doctor says I’m not.
- Our insurance is going through the roof (but thank the gods we have insurance, right?…hmmph).
Why am I telling you all this? Because these are a couple of reasons why I don’t care that Paula called someone a fucking idiot in my comments. I like Paula and that someone isn’t really a blip on my radar. Paula can call her whatever she wants and I don’t care. I also don’t care that this other person called me- and Paula- a cowardly bitch. If that’s the fucking worse that can happen in my life right now then I’m going to dance a goddamned jig.
And, as a matter of fact, the statement to which Paula was referring was fucking idiotic. And the fact that this person chose to debate frequency and necessity of the procedure in question (to a point) without giving a second thought as to how difficult the choice is to have that procedure done is idiotic. Oh, and the statement “…if the read anything more than The Weekly News” was fucking idiotic, too, simply because that had nothing to do with the fucking post.
And it looks like Mark doesn’t like what Paula said about his friend. Here again I don’t care. As long as he’s not spouting off about her in my comment area, I don’t have to see it. And I have no control over what’s posted on his blog anyway.
So, what is my problem? I feel like I’m getting dragged into the middle of something that has nothing to do with me. Not only does it not concern me, I have no control over it. No, I didn’t moderate/alter/smack with the blah-blah Paula’s comment because she didn’t disrespect my spot by violating my comment policy. I mean, calling someone an idiot really shouldn’t generate this much goddamned controversy. And no, I’m not going to chide anyone for anything at any point unless some kind of silly bullshit pops up on my blog.
I’m not personally attacking anyone here. And not trying to get anything started. But Joe mentioned something in my comments and someone else mentioned something else (no link available) and…what the fuck? Ok, so some folks on my blogroll get on each others nerves- a lot, apparently. They can’t fucking stand each other actually. I get that. I see it. But it doesn’t concern me. And I’m not getting involved in it. Please.
Honestly, I didn’t quote (and link) to that other blog post to stir anything up. Sorry ’bout that. I did it because I was using it as a jumping off point for something I feel very passionate about. I recall using a post of Mark’s for just such a reason. And it generated some very positive discussion. And that post generated another at Schad’s. And I used a post of Lucyp’s as a springboard and guess what…No one lost their flippin’ minds when someone had the fucking audacity to disagree with them. That’s how it’s supposed to work, you see, in a civilized discussion.
P.S.
I had a horrible day today and my yesterday was pretty much a fucking joke. I’m feeling downright nasty right now. So, if I offended anyone, I sincerely apologize. Take it or leave it.
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{{{{{Jenny}}}}}
Thanks for being cool with my comment. Some peeps will complain no matter whatcha do. Fuck ‘em. Hope things brighten up for you.
Jenny, you owe no apologies. Everyone gets to be responsible for their own actions, and their own reactions. If people can’t handle being called names, then maybe they ought to bow out of the blogosphere.
And … I’m with Paula. I really hope things start heading uphill for you. Having shit happen isn’t fun.
Oh, I can SO relate to feeling stuck in the middle of the, uh, current blog wars.
Thanks, guys. Really.
Anyway, about that comment. I sit and happily type the most foul of foul language, why would I worry about “fucking idiot”? Pshaw! Kid stuff that. I felt, though, I needed to soften my post a bit because of the nasty, black mood I was in. And also, apologize to those that don’t know what the hell I’m talking about. Ha! I swear, if I had 20 bucks I’d be smokin’ a fat joint right now. No lie.:)
“Oh, I can SO relate to feeling stuck in the middle of the, uh, current blog wars.”
True dat.
Sorry if I added to your aggravation in any way.
Joe,
No apologies necessary. It’s all been sorted out.
Hey Jenny?
Feel better, okay? You don’t own this kerfuffle, it exists quite nicely outside of you, and you’re not responsible for it in any way. It’s kind of like you own a house and you have a party and as it turns out some of your guests really hate each other’s guts and the girl ends up blackening the guy’s right eye in your kitchen and then he breaks the girl’s left pinky-finger in your master-bath and you’re running around like a crazy person trying to keep them from killing each other while all the rest of your guests are getting happily drunk and patting you on the back and telling you it’s not your fault so please relax and get drunk with them.
Yeah, kind of like that.
:rant:
Hey, that “rant” was supposed to one of the funny little guys!
Well, it’s one of the funny little constipated guys…………….