Wednesday, October 13, 2010

"I don't care what people think", and other random stuff

Hello Everyone... I have things I need to get off my mind... but first, THE UPDATE.

Dun DUn DUN...

Well, went again and there she was, a wearin my jacket again, this time my Hubs was there to verify. He BB'd me this snarky comment, "That is a cool sweatshirt that she is wearing, didn't you have one like that?"

I didn't ask for it back. Let's leave it to me being a sissy.

Okay, next on the Agenda. Brett Farve.

What The Helk?

Are you freaking kidding me!?

A guy with his reputation should have SOMETHING more, uuuhhh, impressive to send out then what he's got goin on... can I get an Amen??? Go HERE to see what I saw... but I'm warning you, you might need a vomit bucket.

Last, but certainly not least, we need to talk about the phrase, "I don't care what people think".

Total lie.

I don't care WHO you are... you care, to some degree, you give a rat's butt.

I don't know why that phrase sounds like fingernails scraping a chalkboard, or teeth squeaking on a balloon, but it makes me go into a short bout of tourette's. I start twitching and saying things I wouldn't normally say when someone spouts that phrase.

Here's the thing, and ESPECIALLY with bloggers, you care. You KNOW how I KNOW you care... cause you BLOG and complain about it and then say YOU DON'T CARE what people think. BWAHAHAHA.

It's not true.

Of course you care. Everyone does. Nobody likes a random inconsiderate email. Nobody likes to be called fat. Nobody likes to be told their a douchebag for putting their opinion out there. Nobody likes to trip in front of a crowd. Nobody likes to be seen by an old high school flame, overweight-hair and clothes a mess-and snot from your 5th kid wiped all over you and them. Or pot bellied and unsuccessful. Ya know what I mean?

You care.

I know it's easier to try and convince yourself of it. But nobody is immune to caring what people think, because there IS someone out there that their opinion matters... stranger, foe, or friend.

So please spare me the twitches.

Sincerely,

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