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| My New Favorite Band |
| 04.15.05 (4:52 pm) [edit] |
Tinctured Sphincter's debut CD was released today. I ran out to Walmart immediately to purchase it. I first heard the band play in My Imagination and then again they performed in The Bedroom. I've scanned the cover and back cover art of the CD. Check them out.
I think my favorite songs would have to be "Hugh Laurie's Nakie" and "Gwyneth Must Die" for obvious reasons. This band just seems to embody all my feelings of angst and longing all at once.
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| Question of the Day |
| 04.12.05 (11:03 am) [edit] |
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Recently, it has been reported by the FDA that cloned meat and byproducts are as safe as their natural counterparts (if you can call a giant pig farm natural). Would you eat cloned meat (that is meat from a cloned animal) or by-products from a cloned animal like cheese, butter and milk?
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| Out of the Closet |
| 04.11.05 (3:39 pm) [edit] |
My brother, Bud, found my blog and refuses to forget that he did. So now I have writer's block. How can I complain about things, take cheap shots at people, be myself with my brother making comments? It's just not right. This is my diary. I explained that to him. No one that lives in my household should know about it. Yes, Joolie, A-M, Mal and AE are like family and they read it, but it's not the same. I feel like I've lost something so precious to me. I just don't think he understands. He sees it as an insight to what I am thinking. Honestly, I tell him pretty much everything on my mind. I don't hold back when it comes to him. All the things I have written here about him, I've said to his face first. Still, who needs Big Brother looking over your shoulder. I almost prefer my mother finding this blog than my brother, and that would be catastrophic in itself. She doesn't know that I swear, lust after Colin Farrell or search the internet for Celebrity Crotches. Now, my brother does. UGH! It's almost unbearable.
Bud, if you are reading this and you really care about my mental state, go to another website, go to your internet browser preferences and clear your history! Forget you ever saw this site, forget you ever read about my obsession with Viggo Mortensen's crotch or how much I hate Tom Cruise (actually, you can remember that one). Just leave Natblog and never come back. I say this with all the love in the world for you. This is not a place for over-protective brothers and worrying mothers. Mmmm, kay?
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| My Cyberspace Button |
| 04.02.05 (8:47 pm) [edit] |
Here are a list of things that can only happen online that just piss me off to no end.
1. When someone emails me or posts on a message board or blog or chatroom or puts all the text on their website in ALL CAPS. ALL CAPS is hard to read. ALL CAPS comes off like you're screaming. ALL CAPS suggest that what you have to say is important. Also, if your grammar is shit ALL CAPS just highlights that sad fact. So, y'all know who your are. Death to ALL CAPS.
2. When someone just unleashes a multiple-question long-assed run-on sentence and concludes it with about 50 exclamation marks. If you can't take the time to ask your questions individually in a paragraph, then you will be forced to take the time to wait for my response, if I give one.
3. The next nuisance can only be illustrated:
Scene: Imagine irishred and angiekruger are having one of their usual flirty (and a bit raunchy) conversations on t-blurt...
irishred: hey beautiful
angiekruger: hello sexy
irishred: I need to ask you something important
angiekruger: go on
Attentionwhore: New post. Check it out.
irishred: hi Attentionwhore. I will in a min. So angie
angiekruger: yes, baby
Attentionwhore: New post. Check it out.
Attentionwhore: New post. Check it out.
Attentionwhore: New post. Check it out.
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
irishred: angie, I was wondering if you could send me
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
angiekruger: what, honey?
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
irishred: angie, you still there?
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
irishred: AW, I will in a min. Just hold on.
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
angiekruger: I gotta go. This is just crazy.
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
angiekruger: later
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
irishred: no, angie wait!! this is important.
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Attentionwhore: GO TO MY BLOG NOW
Now, this happens almost on a daily basis on tblurt. This happens because someone doesn't want to take the time to develop tfriendships with fellow blogger and a steady readership but desperately needs the attention. The problem with this strategy is that the pay off, if any, lasts momentarily. People might click on the blog, but they may not come back because they remember you were the asshole that froze tblurt.
4. The cruel, petty and cowardly anonymous commenter. We've all done it - signed out and left a comment on a blog to let the blogger know how we really feel about them without having the guts to stand behind our words (sorry fotocali about that one time I said you were self-absorbed but conveniently forgot to sign in). However, some of us do it so often, it's like we're addicted to it. They get this high from slagging off some one knowing fully that they will never be able to track them down. They litter tblogger's comment boxes with four-letter words and laugh at their painful admissions of past mistakes and failures. They receive a thrill when they realized that they have gotten under the skin of their target. If you admit to being hurt, they know they've got a target for life. So what do you do? You restrict your blog to requiring a password or you get rid of your comment box altogether or you write long and angry posts telling them in 2500 words to dive off the 50 foot platform into an empty swimming pool. You ignore them. You make a list of suspects and one by one, read their blogs and leave telling comments in the hopes of outing the evil-doer. None of it works. Your blogging experience is forever soured. Why do these little demons have to ruin the fun for all of us? Why? Why doesn't tblog develop a frickin' setting that only allows people who are logged in to comment? Why? Whatever.
And finally,
5. In this day and age of immediate gratification, overnight delivery, drive-thru, 1-hour photo, DSL and computers so fast that a Ferrari would be jealous, some people take 6-7 weeks to respond to a one-question two-line email, asking a question no more complicated than "Is your dick still attached?" Hey you! You know who you are. Look down between your legs, cop a feel if you must, adjust yourself and send me a friggin' email. K? Thanks.
This has been a transmission by Nat's Inner Bitch. Please don't push my buttons. You won't like me when I'm angry.
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