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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Monday, November 05, 2001

To the person who read and got offended at me. You know who you are, if you're reading this.

Amazingly enough, this site isn't about you. It's about me. It's mine. It's my space and my thoughts and the place I put things I find amusing or noteworthy or things I just don't want to forget so I write them down. It's like some sort of pixellated think-space.

If you go trawlling through that, you're going to find things that I wouldn't necessarily say out loud. You're going to find things that you might not like. And I would have thought you were old enough and intelligent enough to figure that out for yourself. I didn't think I had to put a damn disclaimer on here: "If you know me in real life, don't read this. If you do read it, then I abrogate all responsibility from myself for any offense you may take."

I will not censor what I put in my personal, private space, in order to pander to you.

And that is all I'm going to say about this. I'm not going to rant futher. I'm not going to even mention your name, or give any futher indication as to who you might be. Because like I said, this isn't about you, and I don't care about letting the rest of the world know.

Now, back to the regularly scheduled mayhem.

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