Wednesday, November 26, 2003

I've got a Rant comin on!!!!!!

I am so f'in pissed right now. I want to jump through my screen and choke somebody. I have never been a chat room type or instant messenger. I have Yahoo IM and have used it sporadically to mostly talk with my family. Recently, I also have had nice chats with a couple of the gals around here. So, please don't think I'm talking about you.

I tolerate all lifestyles. I make no judgements so long as someone is informed about what they are getting into. In other words, I don't tolerate pervs who prey on children or the vulnerable. But, that's about it. If you want to swing from the jungle gym (well -- actually that sounds a little fun -- damn I'm losing my rant -- let me get focused here) or swing with the neighbors. I don't care. It's not my life. I judge you not and ask you to not judge me on the life that I choose to live. But please don't f'in throw your shit in my face. If I want to look at some guy's wanker I'll type wanker in the search engine and go find one.

You're probably thinking~ what's this girl's trip! I'm online checking emails from my classmates regarding projects we are working on and my Yahoo thing pops up from Mr Chatroom. saying hi. Well, I never know who is who and I'll say something like Who's this? or What do you want? Half the time they're some chick trying to direct me to her porn site. I guess the name Robbie throws them. Anyhow, I'm pounding this guy with questions. How did he find me? Why? Yada Yada Yada. As I'm looking for his members directory. Up pops his profile and it's his freakin wanker -- and not even a good looking one at that!!! EEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWW. I have nothing what-so-ever in my profile that would lead this person to believe that I am interested in a little sex talk online. Heh, I'm not against it, if that's your kick. It's not mine. I'd like to know who's on the other end of the line, not some random stranger. So, why the hell is this guy bugging me. I didn't invite him into my world. I'm minding my business trying to get my homework done. The dude said he lives in Studio City which is where I'll be moving. It's not that big of an area. I sure hope he's not my neighbor. BTW - I found the ignore button real fast.

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