I so want to write something jeremymc worthy or, failing that, ErrinFDELETE MY FUCKING ACCOUNTish --- or even Troll Armada-y.
But it's late and my brain is all tuckered out and my ass hurts from sitting on it working all day, not to mention my eyes! my eyes! So I just don't have it in me.
So this will be, at best, a mediocre GBCW. But that's no excuse for you to fall down on the job with your booing and hissing and jeers from the peanut gallery and snark and recipes and whatever ya got to throw at me!
Because I am laying the mighty and fearsome cookiebear to rest.
In her stead and come morning, there will be Runs With Scissors - a more apt name, if I do say so myself. cookiebear was an accident, something I pulled off the top of my head and I have always been terribly annoyed by the name, conjuring up as it does images of large lunky men in flannel shirts smelling vaguely of illegal herbal substances.
But as I have explained numerous time, not only am I female, I'm actually quite short.
But it's not simply annoyance with my username which drives me to this --- it's also annoyance with the damned troll rating system and all the damned responsibility of being user 24 or 25,000 plus a few.
Besides, I have (unfortunately or not) kind of gotten a life and am working now to rid myself of the dKossian addiction. It all came to a head a week or so ago when I realized maybe I don't really need to know every single thing happening on the planet at any given moment, and that it might be more important for me to spend my time getting a better paying job and getting all these damned plants in the ground and maybe even doing the dishes and finishing painting the damned ceiling (a project which was interrupted about the time I discovered dKos --- coincidence? I THINK NOT!).
There's a psychology to it, in other words. Being Runs With Scissors and having absolutely no TU status whatsoever (meaning I can no longer waste hours of my time reading Hidden Comments and telling myself it's important work) will surely help me break the addiction! Kind of like if they were to begin selling celery sticks instead of cigarettes at all stores in a 300 miles radius - not that I smoke!
Okay, so I smoked a cigarette today. But just one!
But WHATEVER! So jeer away, dKossians - this is your big chance! Or do a little Rite of Passage and shed a tear over cookiebear who will vanish into thin air very shortly, metamorphosizing into Runs With Scissors.