NOT ON REX MANNING DAY!

YAY ANGRY ANONS!

Oh lovely anonymous person, I have a feeling you might be the original poster of a recent reglob vomited from my queue/Steve. But who really knows besides you? What fun it is to play the anonymous game. You could be somebody I know and utterly adore. Give someone a mask and they’ll give you their truth. I understand that it is liberating in a way, but never as liberating as doing it mask free.

ANYWAY! The fact that you were on my blog, reading my intro, and have now had a go at me for disagreeing with something completely illogical leads me to believe that you’re new in my area and the only reason you are here is because you were notified of a reblog of one of your original posts that you put a lot of thought and pride into, and said reblog had added a note of disagreement in a manner that was equally obnoxious. I’m playing the cocky-wordy-Sherlock-Holmes game of deduction. But I could easily be wrong. You could simply be a newbie playing the stumble-upon-a-new-blog game and that was the first thing you noticed. Or you could be a follower who has been waiting for a moment to jump down my throat about my use of the word “rape” in a totally nonliteral sense in my blog intro. I’m thinking too much into things.

I don’t hate. I certainly dislike many things, but I don’t hate. All I did was call somebody out for being a dick, just as I expect to be called out when I’m being a dick (a metaphorical dick, not a literal one) (oh that was a lame thing to say but it humoured me, therefore it stays) if I don’t realise.

As for claiming that I joke about rape, I have what most would call a sick sense of humour, but I would never make real light of anything so harmful, especially knowing for myself what it’s like to be on the receiving end. I crack jokes about many seriously horrible things, and many terrible things, but they’re just jokes and nothing more! Nothing serious, nothing I actually believe to be a comical thing. I’m not saying it’s a recommended thing to do, but it’s my way of dealing with and commentating on the atrocities of life. Laughing at the bad things helps me to breathe. Humour helps me to deal and move on from the negative. I am a horrible person who uses words without thinking. Who hasn’t been? I know I can be a dick, we can all be dicks from time to time. I’m being a dick right now. I’m sorry for offending, but I was offended by some totally wrong and potentially harmful statements.

Once again I have read that back and I really don’t know how to illiterate properly. But I’ve been writing this for so long that I’m just going to settle with the bullshit I just splurted out.

That will be all.