Know It
I own what I say.
I accept sometimes that means eating crow. So be it. I still own it. I’ll apologize if I feel I was wrong. I’ll clarify things if the situation warrants it.
But please don’t assume you know what I said when you hear it from a third, forth, or fifth party.
If you have an issue with something you *think* I said, then grow a pair and ask me. If I said it, I’ll own it. If you need an explanation, I’m usually more than willing to explain the why’s behind it.
And please don’t assume you know exactly how I think based on one supposed 140 characters exchange. Sometimes words are just words. There’s not some profound underlying meaning to them.
The fact is, I’m not that fucking deep.
I have neither the time, inclination, or energy to bother to be.
It’s not that I’m shallow. It’s not that I’m heartless. It’s not that I’m intentionally cruel or evil.
I say what I mean.
I mean what I say.
I’m a pretty simple person.
And if you think I’m a complete bitch online? You should meet me in person.
“Never utter these words: ‘I do not know this, therefore it is false.’
One must study to know; know to understand; understand to judge.”
~ Apothegm of Narada
Inappropriate Much?
I’m over invading PigTailPals blog with a rant about a Twitpic that came across my Twitter stream yesterday.
You should go read it. I mean… would you really want your kid wearing this?