A lot of people have been complaining that my diaries are “angry,” “rude,” and “arrogant.” Several people have accused me of being a fundamentalist. While all of that is quite probably true, I do invite you all to stop and think for a moment: if it seems at all absurd that I would be angry at people for being civil, um, that’s called a joke, and quite obviously wasn’t meant to be taken at face value.
Ahhh, and now come the deriding comments about my writing being gut-busting comedic gold.
I have to say, while I appreciate every diary I have read so far, and there have been some excellent diaries, not everything around here has to be so darn serious. It’s ok to relax a little. Have a cocktail (no pun intended, gays), or four. It’s ok to make fun of the absurdity in life, and it’s also ok to laugh at it. Even if it’s just on the inside.