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Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Log of Thoughts and Delusions

Log Date: June, Almost Summer, 2013


(Not Entirely) Random List of Things I WILL NOT Do

-state something false on purpose
-(profusely) curse
-eat string beans, beets, lima beans, nor the stalks of broccoli (among other foods I purely dislike)
-tolerate cigarette smoke, tobacco, nor any non-prescription
-tolerate breaches of security including but not limited to eavesdropping, rummaging through others' property, extraneous invasions of personal space under any circumstances, etc.; nor will I be privy to such activities
-tolerate unsafe vehicle driving practices
-tolerate criticism on anyone's appearance without constructive, earnest advice on how to improve the points so criticized
-negotiate on any of the above terms, lest I choose to discuss one willingly


There are more things, probably, but eh, those are among my biggest deal-breakers, if you will.  I very likely mentioned some of those points before (because they all rather irritate me) but some things are worth repeating.  If anything, at least I won't forget about these if they should ever come up and I need any convincing of things (y'know, concerning private matters only; I'd never let my biases interfere with impartial scenarios like jury duty or similar venues).

I'm okay otherwise, I guess... lately I seem to be getting more random attention from newer people.  I really don't care for being complimented as the first thing from someone.  At least, not on superficial things like looks... because seriously, seriously--how am I supposed to know if you're judging by me by my appearance OR if you've actually bothered to read the spiel I post on my pages (of which are public but never heavily advertised) and find me attractive by my personality, if all you're saying is, "you're cute(sexy/beautiful/some-empty-overused-word-here)".  I mean, you haven't even talked to me yet... at least show some interest in me as a person BEYOND what you can see.  What I care about is what you feel in your heart... blagh, but try telling that to anyone nowadays and they'll assume you're mental.  I don't hate the attention but some guys... really bug me with it.  Others not at much, at least not those who actively respond when I talk, and I do at least offer thanks for the compliments, in general.  Just sayin'.

That's all for now, I suppose.  Farewell.

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