It's time. Shannon and I have set a date (yes, a wedding date. No, we're not kidding.) We're also going 'dark' from the internet for a while, too. We're going to focus on our family, our lives, and our future - and the internet has been nothing but problems for us both - aside from being the place we met. I know there are a few of you that won't understand, and that's ok - this is for us, noone else. Those of you who ARE true friends, feel free to toss me an email or a text from time to time... neither she nor I want to lose the few friends we've made on here. I'd thank each person specifically for the help you've given me over the years, but I'd be here a while - you know who you are ;)
On that note... *gives final slurpz to those who deserve it*
Rob aka m0p/Master0fPuppets
Yeah. Hi. Been a while.
I'm not bitching, whining, accusing, or anything of the sort - I'm just updating for the people
who give a shit, all umm... *counts on fingers* 3? Maybe 4?
I'm back in college (YAY ME!!), still having major breathing problems, finally won my fight with Social Security,
working on being a better ME (at least one of you know what I mean), and am quite content with my family and life.
I miss a lot of people on here, and have contacted a few, but if anyone wants to keep in touch,
let me know. I'll be on here from time to time, but with the bullshit I got just for making a joke
in the mumms the other day, it's not worth it to actually 'be' here, if ya know what I mean. I refuse
to kiss certain people's asses, which seems to have kicked me out of the 'in crowd' - thankfully. I'm
not a sheeple, I'm me, and I'll always be me. They can have their clique, I'll stay who I am, thanks. :)
On that note, I bid you adieu. Hope you all have a great holiday season. ♥
If you're wondering why you're being taken off my lists (here, and fb), you should focus on who's ass you're kissing, and who you're running and reporting to. I'm too old, too wise, and too busy with real life to entertain the idea of welcoming more drama into my life. If you're one who spreads it, or causes it, you're gone. Simple as that. Don't like it? Stop being a fucking two-faced, backstabbing cunt (that applies to guys, too).
UPDATE: I've deleted basically everyone, aside from a few that have proven themselves a friend to me. I will add back as I see fit.
Yeah, it's probably no big deal to most, but it definitely tells me a lot...
Resist the urge to whimper, whine or say 'if you loved me, you would.'
Guilt may have worked on others, but it's not an attractive technique.
How about brutal honesty instead?
I'd rather not have it any other way (right, shithead?) (y) *away doing stuffz*
The Scorpio character: The Scorpio will stop at nothing to fulfil their desires. They are power-hungry, domineering and ruthless. But apart from these good qualities the Scorpio can also be very jealous. If you are proud of an accomplishment they will take great pleasure in demoralising you and will undermine your success. Obsession with sex is of course their greatest interest. It's easy to fall in love with them but, like a praying mantis, they will destroy you when it's all over. Scorpios are hopeless as care assistants but they are excellent prostitutes, inquisitors and interrogators.
The Scorpio Lover: The Scorpio lover is greedy and intense and takes no interest in his partner's satisfaction. They are completely amoral and display no tenderness or affection. They will sleep with anybody.
The year ahead: Jupiter in your sign indicates that you can take advantage of someone else's good luck. Grab what you can while you can.
Famous names: Mata-Hari, Admiral Nelson, Hillary Clinton.
Gah. I got hit with this by Kerry, who stole it from James, who stole it from... aww, I dunno, but now I gotta do it. Dammit. Those of you who I show it to - don't hate me. Or, hate me if ya want. idgaf. :P
Pick your Artist:
Are you a male or female? Master0fPuppets
Describe yourself: Am I Evil?
How do you feel: Frayed Ends Of Sanity
Describe where you currently live: Sanitarium
If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Wherever I May Roam
Your favorite form of transportation: Ride The Lightning
Your bestfriend is: Of Wolf And Man
You and your best friends are: Metal Militia
What's the weather like: Trapped Under Ice
Favorite time of day: Dyers Eve
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: Invisible Kid
What is life to you: Blackened
Your current relationship: Aint My Bitch
Your fear(s): Some Kind Of Monster
Thought for the Day: Fight Fire With Fire
How I would like to die: To Live Is To Die
My soul's present condition: Fade To Black
Most Faithful Companion: The Unforgiven
My motto: Dont Tread On Me
*hops on bandwagon*
The perfect breakfast: Morning lovemaking session, then coffee, bacon & eggs.
The perfect date: Something spontaneous, creative, memorable, and fun, but not too much - don't want it to take my attention away from the person I'm with.
The perfect kiss: Spontaneity is key, starts out gently, winds up almost drawing blood, ends with staring into my lover's eyes for what seems like forever.
The perfect argument: One with no victor, only new understandings.
The perfect man/woman: Hard to say, I haven't found her yet (well, maybe I did, but she's not "with" me, obviously) I know I've come close, though. I guess someone that is basically my equal or better, challenges me intellectually, and keeps me laughing, doesn't expect me to read her mind, and would sing/say the lyrics to "I'll Stand By You" by the Pretenders, and mean every word of it. Yeah, that works.
The perfect shoe: Um. One that fits? *blinks*
The perfect movie: Takes me somewhere beyond reality, and leaves me wanting to go back into it.
The perfect flower: A Purple Iris
The perfect time of day: Sunset, when nature becomes art, and produces colors no brush or pen could ever duplicate.
The perfect mood: Knowing your daily tasks are complete, and you can take a deep breath and let the day's stresses out, and watch the sunset or look at the stars and relax.
The perfect dream: I've successfully achieved lucid dreaming, so I'd say one that I create my perfect situation in, and live it as long as I can, and wake up feeling just about complete.
The perfect drink: My tastes change often, but right now, a Bloody Mary, extra horseradish, and just enough hot sauce to feel it, is perfect.
The perfect name: Drawing a blank here.
The perfect drug: Passion, affection, intimacy, music, humor, and love - all rolled up in one - if that were possible.
btw: Comment all you like, argue, discuss, whatever - but if you're gonna chastise me for anything I've written here, expect to be ignored. These are MY thoughts, not for someone else to try to discredit.
Seems that gets attention on here...
If you missed my status, I'm putting it here. IDGAF about some rich actor dying. It happens to real people every minute, and they don't get media circuses. My childhood friend Gina died Saturday - CNN's not caring that her kids are without a parent anymore. All these people with "RIP Patrick" and shit in their status - they don't give a shit that her daughter lived in Korea and hadn't seen her in years. Nope. They're too busy caring about some actor that played in one or two good movies. THAT's what I don't give a shit about. People die. It's part of life. Yeah, yeah, he had a fight with cancer - so did my sister - for 7 years - no media circus for her two kids or her high school sweetheart husband who was destroyed when she died... nope. Bah, this country is fucked. We care this much about strangers dying? We've got our priorities FUCKED.
Before you read any further, if you're going to be judgmental and chastise me for speaking my mind in my own blog, GTFO. kthxbai.
Now that that's out of the way, I'm noticing something on here. I've not only lost over 200 friends from my friends list over the past few days (could be a fubar glitch, idunno), but the majority of the people I'm attempting to interact with over the past few days, are either ignoring me, or avoiding me. Personally, if it's because I commented about some n00b (doesn't matter WHO it was, the guy I was talking about actually turned out to be pretty kewl - it was the point of it, not the person, but most of you didn't read far enough to know that) and his blog whining about baby mama drama, then idgaf, because like I just said - it wasn't about him personally, it was the idea that a new guy's blog about baby mama drama was more interesting to my so-called friends, than the 10 or so blogs I wrote in those 2 days. Only 2 of the people I saw jump in his blog showed up in any of mine. The only time people showed up, is to yell at me for "attacking him" and whatever else they all screamed at me.
It's a shame that people are so defensive over people they've just met, against someone they've known for 2 years. I don't get it. One person specifically, used to praise me for the man that I am. She's said "you've taught me that love really exists", and "you're the best friend I have on here"... but stopped talking to me because I chose to talk to someone she doesn't like... and was one of the chastisers over the blog I wrote mentioning that "n00b's" blog... I mean, really. If they'd taken the time to read WHAT I was complaining about, they'd know it wasn't in ANY way attacking him as a person... I'm sure they won't read this one all the way through either. I'd be surprised if anyone actually does. If you have, just say the word purple in the beginning of your comment, so I know you did. It will tell me who I can actually believe in from this point on.
I don't care if people are gonna drop me, or ignore me, or whatever, because this place has become a shithole. It's a giant popularity contest, and I'm sick of being the "nice guy" and getting passed over and ignored, for whatever latest shirtless guy posts his k0k pics. It's sickening, and I'm too old for that shit.
I'm sure there will be people making their snide comments in here, if one or two of the "popular" people comment in here - because I know seeing me post a blog won't bring anyone in, only if someone "popular" comments in it. Yeah, yeah, say it's because you didn't see me post it, say it's because your bar tab moves too fast, whatever. Like I said in the blog about the "n00b", he posted it, and less than 2 minutes later, 15 or so of my friends had commented in it. That's basically what I was trying to say. Barely anyone pays attention to blogs I post, even though the possibility of mesothelioma is quite strong, and my friends know I've been sick since October last year. Shit, no one has even ASKED me how I'm feeling. That's also kinda what I was saying - a blog about baby mama drama is more attractive to "friends" than a blog letting people know that the lung problems that have sent me to the ER twice from not breathing, are still here, and getting worse. THAT bothers me. Makes me realize what people really give a shit about - drama. Not people. Drama. Me? I've had enough of it. Those of you that wanna follow the "in crowd" and whore for drama, so be it - good riddance. Those of you that actually still give a shit about people, and their well-being, thank you.
Now that I'm done ranting, feel free to talk amongst yourselves, because I won't be on here for long after posting this, I'm taking my daughter to the park. She's better company than most of the people on here.
*slurpz the appropriate peoplez*