July 7, 2002

Hey, hi ___, I'm chatting with you even as I write this.

Wow, holy messed up list week, or what. Just before I get to the serious rant, just a shout out to ___ and ___, you miserable bitches, yeesh--what, are you just bitter cos your sister got hit by a house, or what?

yeah, the whole thing started, at least for me, with a new no fb rule on the list. Well, I've no issue with that really. But don't really see the point of posting stories there then, know what i mean? So that was fine, and I dropped a wee, and not at all mean post to the listmom, just inquiring about why the change, y'know.

Well, holy crap, you'da thought I bombed Pearl Harbour or something. Along comes that tightbox ___, and gets all up in my face about how she's sick of the drivel, and sick of ___ and about a thousand other ugly and unhappy things, completely unwarranted. Man!! My current theory, besides that she needs a puppy or a good fuck to put a smile on her face, is that she's jealous cos the fb for my stories, and hell, for a lot of the writers there is generally very favorable. For her, maybe not so much. Hey ___ word up--maybe they'd be more interested in reading your stories if you werent' such a BITCH!!

And then this ___ got into the act and proceeded to attack everyone who even stuck their nose onto the list. What, are they sleeping together or something? yeesh and double yeesh!!

And you thought I never got bitter. Yeah right. I took it all totally personal, the list mom doesn't seem to realize that a lot of folks got hurt, and that's kind of where we stand. Suffice to say, some folks have quit, but as a certain pouty FBI agent would say "If I quit now, they win..." And I won'tdo that.

So I'll stay, post my stories elsewhere, reply to friends on the list and way more of them off list, and ___ and ___ can go play with themselves. Grrr...

Okay, rant over. But I'm still really steamed! There may be more later. I haven't even called her a slack cunted mongoloid hausfrau yet *L*

My heart's with __ right now...talked to him last night, and any issues I might have been having (you know me, queen of the abandonment issues and just looking for a reason) were totally resolved at the sound of his voice. Thanks, baby, I love you!!

More shout outs, of course, to ___ and ___, who have no idea what they mean, I think.  To me. To us, you know. Not that they don't know what they mean as in they're confused *L*

Okay, I thought this might be way longer, but apparently I've spewed enough poison to make room for brunch, so...

see ya later,

xo