I hate copy cats. I really do. I try to be original in everything I do. I guess that’s what I get for being somewhat of a perfectionist and a creative person. I guess imitation is the best flattery but to me, when it’s someone that you just got tired of their shit, then it’s nothing to be flattered about. In fact, it pisses me off more. People need to get their own set of ideas. They need to get their own identity. (more…)

Some lovely lad who refuses to leave his e-mail has been leaving me some slightly mean comments lately but with this one, I decided to post it. In regards to the NASCAR strike post with Jimmie and Chandra’s distorted picture, I recieved this:

Nascar won’t miss people who make a laughingstock of their fanbase like you do.
good.
riddance.
fatty.

Wow… not only is he sadly mistaken but he’s reverted back to pre-K! Because I’m not a Jimmie Johnson fan (well more or less a Chad Knaus fan because Chad makes me not like Jimmie although I do respect his driving talent), I’m a laughing stock to the fan base. What have I done to be that way? I find a driver hot? I think Chad Knaus is the biggest cheater in NASCAR? I like to poke fun of some of the drivers sometimes?

Someone needs a new hobby…. seriously. If you don’t like the site, go somewhere else.

Seriously? Really… seriously?!? Jimmie Johnson has won nine races so far this season and there’s still two more. I don’t know what to think anymore. What is coming of the world? of NASCAR? of the competition?

NASCAR wonders why the ratings are down? This is why. Why watch a race when you know who is going to win.

I might be on strike from NASCAR. Seriously? Seriously.

To all the readers of this site,

I do hope you all know that the things I say on this site or any other website, I would say in person, to people’s faces, etc. I don’t sugar coat anything. Whether being this way holds me back in life or whether it moves me forward, I don’t care. I’m proud of my sites, and happy for the visitors and I just want everybody to know that I’m not ashamed of the things that I say and do on here, TB.Org, BF, or anywhere else.

This is me.

Thanks

So let’s see… I’ve come up with a list of them…

1. Why do women shave their legs? I ask this because lately, everytime I shave them, they become irritated and I get a lot of cuts. I’ve been user those soft “gentle” razors and all of that but still, I get razor burns, scratches, and just blah! That’s why I haven’t been shaving them on a regular bases and just wearing jeans because it’s become so damn annoying! So because of that, I’ve got a few scars on my legs, especially my right, and from when I was little because let’s face it, I’m still a klutz, but damn! Why don’t more men shave their legs?
2. That time of the month… would my period just come on already? I’m back on my birth control medicine and it’s going to wait until Thursday to start, watch. Hot men always gets my hormones a going (Penni can testify… everytime I would get near Rascal Flatts… I would start my period). TMI… I know. I just hope I’m not sick before Charlotte or during it.

Okay enough rambling for right now. Boo.

NASCAR used the race as payback to Tony Stewart for the cursing incident. I’m sure of it. I just…… I think I’m more pissed than Tony. The race should have been called. It was lightning and raining so much worse than it did at Michigan last year when Kasey Kahne won. If they couldn’t run the full race, they should have called the damn thing!

Yeah, I’m not singing the song or talking about the story I wrote either.

The past few days have been a little emotional, rollercoaster, just very ‘God help me like’ if you know what I mean… so where do I start out?

Wednesday, we went overtime at the paper because one of my pages was corrupted and didn’t go into .pdf right to give to the press. Talk about FRUSTRATING. Finally we got it right and I don’t even remember what time I got home now. (more…)

You know what is sad? When you’re so completely tired that you have FIVE hours to do whatever you want: write, work on my websites, make graphics, whatever and what do I do? I basically just sit here zoned out. That’s how tired I am. And what’s really sad is that I’ve lost my love for some stuff. I love to write, but… I don’t love it so much that I force myself to do it. It’s like I don’t get the satisfaction that I used to get out of it. Maybe it’s because nobody really reads it except for people who know me well (whether online or offline). (more…)