WebKittyn Warbles
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
An Open Letter to Fucktards All Over
Dear Fucktard,
Thank you for visiting my blog and for spending a few minutes of your day reading what I have to say. No one seems to have enough time these days and for you to give me some of yours either means I have something here or you just have too much time on your hands.
While I thank you for your reading time, I am concerned with your need to write about my blog in your own blog and give me even more time as you toss what you believe to be criticisms my way. This seems to display a level of anger that might need some looking into.
In case it isn't blaringly clear by the 'webkittynwarbles.com' located in the URL box of your browser, this is my blog. It lives on my domain that I willingly gave my money to claim ownership of. It is merely one of millions of blogs that make up the blogosphere and no better or worse than the next one down the line.
It is, however, my blog. Obviously my life differs drastically from yours as my life is not exciting every day of the week. There are many things inane and unspectacular in my life, this is my cross and I bear it well. Now. This, being my blog, is where I write about it. All of it. The exciting and the mundane. My life as it happens and as I feel about things.
Look around you. There are no guns pointing at your head forcing you to read this blog. There are no gravitational pulls keeping you here. There are no evil gnomes hiding in the closet waiting to steal your underwear the minute you click away. There is no reason to be here other than that wonderful thing we all so dearly called freewill.
So what's with the hostility? What's with the contempt? Why the bloody Hell are you here reading this blog and wasting your life?
I don't write this blog to entertain people, I have a radio show for that. I write this blog because I tend to make bad decisions and I view life as one chapter after another. I do things right and I fuck things up. I have fun and I spend a lot of dull time petting cats. But this is my place to do this and do it without forcing my moods or ideas on anyone else. Most people who read it do so because they want to.
So do me a favour and shush, fucktard. I don't recall asking for your opinions, I don't recall seeking you out and soliciting your thoughts on me or my life. Please, pick one of the 57,000 other things you could possibly be doing with those precious few minutes and bugger off. Should the want arise for smug condescending nastiness I'll be sure to come to you first.
I am not always happy or funny. Tough shit. I don't have to be here. I kindly invite you to piss off and go on to greener pastures and better blogs. Reading truly is an optional thing.
Go haunt a house, fucktard.
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All I have to say is WOO to the webkittyn for this one.
Coyote on 11/23 at 04:25 AM -
Seriously? No evil gnomes anymore?
I can’t believe you’d fire me like that, just when I’m getting the click-away-stealing timing right.
Its not like you have a page explaining this already… Wait, what if I click on this “About” thing at the top?
Meathe on 11/23 at 12:57 PM -
Fucktard??? *laughs* Classic.. Tis times like these that I am glad we are on the same side woman.. Dayummmm!!! Hope you had a good Thanksgiving.. Give my love to The Rents…
Dani
on 11/27 at 07:53 PM
<-- Steal me!









