And while I'm complaining, you know what else drives me utterly motherfucking bugshit insane?
Like, yeah, I really want to sit down and make small talk and stroke some stranger's ego when I want to see the smut. Not to mention I'm afraid of scaring the life out of someone by the simple virtue of BEING AMERICAN. They say, like, "No three-sentence e-mails, please, oh, they're so terrible, I never answer those!" And you want what from a perfect stranger? It's never occured to these people that this is, indeed, the web, and anonymous random mofos are GOING to visit their site whether they like it or not. It's never occurred to these people that if they don't want people to see it, they can't put it on the web.
And then they have the nerve to act like it's good manners.
I'm feeling unhealthy again. It really does show, doesn't it! :D
Like, yeah, I really want to sit down and make small talk and stroke some stranger's ego when I want to see the smut. Not to mention I'm afraid of scaring the life out of someone by the simple virtue of BEING AMERICAN. They say, like, "No three-sentence e-mails, please, oh, they're so terrible, I never answer those!" And you want what from a perfect stranger? It's never occured to these people that this is, indeed, the web, and anonymous random mofos are GOING to visit their site whether they like it or not. It's never occurred to these people that if they don't want people to see it, they can't put it on the web.
And then they have the nerve to act like it's good manners.
I'm feeling unhealthy again. It really does show, doesn't it! :D