Even Jesus hates you

Y'all saw the response to my Dumbass baiting on the BRboard-yes? If not, it's here:bottom of the page.
I've been meaning to address this since it was posted. It is ironic, I think, that this response (which took about 2 days to be crafted, so I can only assume the writer went out and bought a thesaurus-or found someone to write it for him because none of his other posts contain any words above one syllable) actually only attacks the one part of who I am that I know is my strength. He's done it twice, too, that's the rub. Two statements that I'm a "pseudo-intellectual." The added statement that I have "Limited verbosity" is a nice touch. As for the rest, never claimed any torture did I? No. Boredom, miserable bastardness, loneliness, back when I was in school frustration and anger and confusion as to why I was bothering. But never claimed tortured artist status. I'm not, after all. If anything I would call myself a generational cliche-but only because of all those Douglas Coupland novels and early-mid 90s movies featuring people whose lives are mostly like mine. If those things didn't exist I'd just be an almost thirty single person living in a medium sized city in the middle of the country.
As for the attention seeking-of course I seek attention. Good lord, it's the Internet. It's a bloody message board. If someone's on either or both of these things not seeking attention they're missing half the fun.
And the fact that NO ONE said anything in support of the asshole but EVERYONE (including someone with whom I've had no previous contact) continued acting towards me in the exact same manner (or offered to "fuck with" him) indicates that I just said what other people were thinking.

OK-nuff on that.
I've spent the whole day sprawled on the couch (now my bed) watching TV. Oh Judge Judy, how I missed your fair and just rulings! No running errands. No doinglaundry or dishes or cleaning the bathroom or any of that shit. I did nothing-intentionally. My brain doesn't tip as close to complete apeshitness as it did earlier this week because I'm getting enough rest and relaxation.
Tonight, I'm going to watch Doctor Who and Degrassi. And I've got the DVR set to record Stephen Fry on Craig Ferguson. Two of the coolest dudes going, I've been recording Craig a lot lately-he's on a bit late for me. I watch all my late night TV at 8 in the morning.
Yesterday, was the long and dull day at work. I really hate Thursdays, but I am glad I don't work at a branch that's open til 8 every night. I don't think I could take it.
Tomorrow, work and maybe a swing past Tower to see if they've lowered the prices enough to make buying anything worthwhile. Doubt it.
Sunday I might actually do something. But I might not.
I'm my own woman, I answer to no one.
So there, ha.
Great news on the sister, too. Don't want to write it out here-those actors are suspicious types. But it's very good.