2004-03-27 - 12:40 a.m.

News Flash : I'm Not [BLEEP]ing Perfect

I have a pretty new power supply.

I got home from work tonight and out of pure curiousity I ripped out the dead power supply and put in the SHINY NEW Power Supply. Put The Chick's "I Might Work, I Might Not" Video Card in and power'd it up.

It's been working pretty damn good. Maybe even for an hour or so. I'm still going to make the priority to replace the card (if I can afford it).

So anyway, here I am. Making an entry.

Free Bingo Dabbers for sunshine0221 for adding me to her favourites.

Have you read my guestbook lately?

How Amusing, I've graduated here at diaryland to the ranks of "Judged By Holier Than Thou Anonymous Guestbook Signers." Actually, I feel I should probably just say SIGNER. Since, I just lump all negative comments into one pile. That pile begins with "G". (You get the point.)

Actually, When I first got "Mortified"'s comments (it's a long one so I am too lazy to repost it here.) I laughed for what was a good five minutes before I turned and commented over my shoulder that The Chick should come take a look.

It was The Chick who thought the anonymity of the person was pretty sad. Then said "They probably need to take the log out of their own eye before they remove the splinter in yours."

We actually talked about how I could write a hilarious response to the person comments. Too bad that was weeks ago and I never got around to it.

Our initial brainstorm on it had a laughing our asses off. [Note to Self : Take notes, The Chick has a wicked sense of humor.]

Then, I got the latest comments for the Anonymous "HotLips". The name makes me think she wants to give me a blowjob but she's a little to scared to ask. Of course, It's things like Hot Lips that keep getting me in trouble. So, Hey, Give a guy a break and stop flirting with me. I've got a girlfriend.

There's a part of me that wishes not to address these sorts of negative comments. I'm always thinking my journal fantasy sex partner Minderella tends to respond too much to negative critisms but she's also way more eloquent than I am. Which is part of what makes her so damn sexy. Go read her now. I won't blame ya if you cheat on my diary with Mindy. I completely understand.

Here's a fucking news flash for you, you, you, and even YOU Motherfucker, ya you with the plaid tie.

I'M NOT FUCKING PERFECT!

Did you just fall over? Are you dying of a coronary? I know it's hard to believe but it's true. This isn't The Passion of the Bingoguy Christ. [Good for a Google Hit, I'm a slut, I know.]

I'm not trying to claim to be flawless. I'm not here dying for the sins of others. I'm just me. I also make mistakes.

The problem with a journal (especially mine) is I write off the hip. I don't pre-compose my entries. Occasionally, I give them some thought but I never write them down in advance. That means, you read my thoughts as they fly out of my brain and through my fingers to here. It's raw. It's honest but sometimes it isn't right. Sometimes, I'll write about something and I'll think about it afterwards (maybe even right after writing an entry) and change my mind about things. 99% of the time I never write about those changes in thinking. You might not see that until many entries later when I revisit a topic.

Regardless of what I think, you're entitled to your opinion, no matter how judgemental it is. Your comments might even have a point.

Do I appreciate the fact you took the time to leave the comment? Sure.

Will it make me change who I am? Probably not.

Will I keep making mistakes in life and recording them here? You Bet Your Sweet Ass I Will.

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