Life, Love, Sex

By the way

Blogging is teh suck.

I don’t feel like blogging ever again right now.

Sex is teh suck.

I really don’t wanna have sex ever again right now.

And that’s where I stand on life these days.

Warning

OK, I’m just going to warn you all:

I think it’s going to quiet around these parts this semester.  I’m so busy it’s gone past my eyeballs!!  And it’s only September.

In the meantime, go here.

Not Aruguing With You

I posted the other week that I would not be posting rude and/or annoying comments, and I meant it and am sticking by it.

I just got one a few minutes ago (from an iPhone- amazing the advances of technology!) and promptly deleted it.

I could have easily argued practically every point in the comment because it was complete bullshit.  But I won’t.  Because I don’t need to defend myself to morons.

So let that be a note to anyone else who wants to leave an annoying ass comment.  Go. Fuck. Yourself.

This is me annoyed

Jefferson.

Jefferson.

Jefferson.

I was in a realtionship for over 2 years with Jefferson.  It was a fucked up relationship.  It wasn’t perfect.  Neither of us were perfect.  Sometimes it was great and amazing and unreal.  Other times it sucked major ass.  Some days I fought and screamed and turned around to walk out on him.  And then there were the days I came running back, never wanting to leave.  And just a little over a month ago I ended it for good.

I’m going to talk about Jefferson and my feelings for as long as I damn well fucking please.

This is my blog.

Concerning my life.  And my feelings.

And if you don’t like it, well seriously fuck off!

I’m childish for processing a break-up?  Seriously?

I’m obsessive for wanting to talk about a break up that’s only a month old?  Are you for real?

Are you people just like fucking new to this blog??

What would you expect?  I talk about my feelings.  This is something I do here.  Don’t even try to claim that I misled you in anyway.

And people who say, “But the custody battle…”

Well that’s his issue.  That’s his thing.  That’s his life.  That’s separate from this.

If you don’t like it, don’t keep reading.

And a new rule- if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all (and if you still say it, I’m not posting it.)

Excerpts from My Personal Blogs

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Tumblr

There’s a lot going on in the blogosphere concerning Jefferson’s custody case- from both sides of opinion.

I’ve been clipping different quotes and sources on my Tumblr.

Yes, I know I said I would be laying low, but that was when I thought I was the lone wolf among the flock of sheep (also known as “Friends of Jefferson”). It’s reassuring to see not everyone is so caught up in Jefferson’s false charms.

More to come from me probably as I put together more thoughts.

Laying Low

I’m going to have to lay low on the internet for a few weeks.

All this “Friends of Jefferson” shit is making me want to throw up.

Obviously I’m not his friend so I won’t be posting the pathetic call for money for the grown man who hasn’t had a job in 4 years who of course can’t pay the lawyer.

I’ve said it before and I’ll keep saying until I’m blue in the face: Jefferson is a taker and will continue to be so as long as people enable it.

Now I do want to be clear I don’t think he deserves to lose his kids.  I’ve never felt that way.  Quite frankly when I heard his ex found his blog I cried for him.  Because duh, I do still love and care about him (which is why I’m so angry and bitter still).

But after a month of suppressing my feelings over him while in France, seeing him brought back all the emotions of how much I fucking hate him and everything about him.  And what I most hate is how he charms people into getting what he wants and never giving anything back.  Ever.

(And if any of my so-called “friends” are going to dump me because of my feelings  on this, well, then all I have to say is chances are we were never that close to begin with, eh Boymeat?)

And no, I don’t feel bad because I know no one would ever be there for me like they are for him right now.  Never.

So yeah, my Bloglines makes me want to throw up right now.  I don’t think I’m going to be able to read blogs for a bit.

Suffice to say, I’ll be spending less time on the internets.  (But not completely because I still need my Lolcatz fix.)

And if you’re going to call me an evil bitch then save it and try to come up with something new.

Tumble down the hill

In an effort to expand upon my already substantial online presence (MySpace, Facebook, Blogs, Livejournal, Twitter, Flickr, FetLife, etc), I bit the bullet and joined Tumblr as well.

*Sigh*

Check it out at avahdi.tumblr.com

It’s nothing interesting, I promise.

Just a toy for my ADD to have an outlet in a way that Twitter and my blog come up inadequate.

At least on my Tumblr, I won’t feel guilty about posting 15 comics in a day.

Theme

Yep, I changed my theme again.

Sorry.

I just really liked the back end of this one (though, it’s not so terribly different right?).

Back end.  *Snicker*

Anyways.

Carry on.  I’m just going to go back to being in France.

Woodwork

It’s amazing how many lurkers come out of the woodwork when you put up some protected posts.  Hello lurkers!

This is just a note to say that a majority of posts for right now will be password protected.  Anyone can get the password (except for the select few, and they know who they are),  just make sure you give me a valid e-mail to send it to.  And I’m sending it to a bunch of people, so my apologies for a standard form letter.

Also, this is a note to anyone who’s requested the password and hasn’t received it- try again.  There were one or two people who’s e-mails got bounced back to me, but I forget who.

I’m glad to see so many people are so interested in reading (sorry if it’s not a juicy as you might expect…).  Happy reading!