Drugs Are Bad, Mmkay?

Warning: The following is a rant...

I was going to write about my uneventful weekend this morning. I was going to tell you about how I hung out with my brother and sister on Saturday and watched football all day Sunday. Or perhaps I was gonna finally talk about what I did last week on my birthday or maybe even pull out a short story from the files. Then I woke up and saw the comment on my last post. Now all I can say are drugs are bad, mmkay? If you get a chance read this anonymous comment from 2:00 in the morning. It's long as hell and rambling so don't spend too much time on it, but take a look. I'm not sure what it has to do with me, but it makes no sense at all.

This brings me to my next point. The anonymity of the internet is one of the things that drew me to the blogging world at first. As time went by, I slowly took the opportunity to reveal more about myself and share some of my quirks with the handful of readers out there. I hope people don't think that they truly know everything about me just because they read my rantings everyday. I don't tell everything here, just like I don't tell everything to people in real life. As much as I try to be open, some stuff is just not for public consumption. The nature of this blog thing is egocentric. Everybody presents what they want you to know, and hides what they don't want you to know. I'm guilty of that as well. While I show certain aspects of myself, there are portions of my life that you will never know and I assume that most people are like that.

So Mr. Anonymous, (and I do know who you are, just not going to shout your name out to give you any notoriety. If you knew anything about me, you would know that I am obsessed with my sitemeter and matching up comments with locations and names) please move on. If you don't like what I'm writing, or if you in some way feel morally superior, then don't read. Reserve your diatribes for your own blog. If you want to engage in a debate, get at me personally or at least let it make some sense. My email is on my profile or I'm sure there are plenty of chat rooms out there that will listen to and encourage your rantings. This is a drama free zone, unless it's mine.

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