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Yeah, still not over this flu or cold or whatever it is, which sucks so hardcore. I’m still a little wobbley on my feet, and the breathing thing is still iffy at best (my nose is forever clogged). If I lay down, I start coughing. If Jim squeezes me too tight, I start coughing. So basically, I’m not dead, and I’m not as close as I was the other day when this was at its peak, but I’m still not healthy-as-a-. Bleah.
So, in other news, I’m thinking of holding a contest in this blog. You know, buy something nice and send it to somebody who reads my blog. The thing with that, though, is whether people would come to my blog for a chance, or if I’m just too unknown and one of my friends would get it. I’m sure my friends wouldn’t mind getting a pretty shiny from me, but I’d still like to bring in new readers with it. Dunno. *shrugs*
Also, I’ve been thinking (a dangerous pastime, I know) about that shit-site 4chan. If any of you remember over a year ago, they were the fuckhats who attacked my blog with images of whales and other such crap. Well, the reason I’m thinking of that site ever again is because my friend Aaron is practically in love with that damn place. He excuses their attacks on me and numerous others as okay because it was “just for the lulz.” Now, that makes me worry about him. I mean, I thought he was a smart person who could think for himself, but here he’s spewing off stuff reminiscent of lynch mobs for niggers and/or queers. “Oh, I don’t do it myself, but I don’t object when they do it” kinda shit, you know? I realize that 4chan isn’t actually killing people (yet), but it’s still the same damn principle. It just makes me so sad. Because if I ever have to choose between him and my hatred of the site, I’ll leave him every time. I’m probably getting everything wrong here and such, but if he sees things differently, he sure as hell isn’t explaining them right, or at all. >_<