Friends only
I decided to make this journal friends only since my fragile little egg shell mind gets haunted by online stalkers - who (of course) are much more scary than real life stalkers. These pretend internet foe make me "feel" so vulnerable... and of course, in today's in-secure, lefty, pot smoking tree hugging hippy, anti-depresant munching world, where my opinion on things is listened to more by a psychologist or lawyer more than the actual facts, and where I can sway law enforcement bureaus into doing things to others based on how I "feel" about something I may or may not be imagining or just making up for the hell of it, then (in the word's of the great Cartman):
"Why the ferk neot?"
or
In the words of the Almighty Beaker:
"Me me me me me me me me me mi!"
So, moving right along now... send me a reply to this post, or an email, or sms, or, smoke signal, or scroll on a kamakaze carrier pigeon's leg, etc. which tells me a little bit about you and I'll add you to my friend's list. Then you'll be able to see all the entries I've ever made - and won't that be fun kids?
If you don't want to do that then you could always write to me at:
PO Box 628
Drummoyne NSW 1470
Australia
(If you include a stamped self addressed envelope I might even write back telling you more)
Click below for more information about this lone little flower in the big internet wilderness...
All care taken when I feel like it, no responsibility accepted for your closed mind or selfish attitude. ps. Beaker rules the world and you know it, so get used to it!