I have reached Friday and am about to implode. I am so pissed off, but as usual, I don't like to offend. And, as usual, my anger turns inwards. And as usual, I start feeling paranoid and I probably write a shite load of grass-navy. But I need to get this off my chest, and no doubt I will regret it if I survive until morning.
Why do so many people assume that if you are well known, a celeb. or a star, you cannot have a private life? I don't want to know every little, minute detail of (whichever celeb.'s life is under scrutiny) their life. Specific example that has irked me tonight? Someone who wants to know exact details of how Stephen got his fracture. Comeonnnnnnn! Get a life, puhleeaze!
Does it really matter so much? He's shown the bloody X-rays for doGs sake. In all likelihood, he just tripped. Nothing remarkable to report on or waste words on. End of story. Fine. Satisfied?
The other option is rather less than credible - he bet a mannatee that he could beat it at arm wrestling. Now how likely is that, eh?
Next, on my fuse wire that leads to my implosion, is how irritating it is to see trolls appear. Anywhere. I can ignore them, but it pisses me off when I see that other people cannot see them for what they are and they respond to them.
Similarly, people joining forums who then turn out to be selling something via a website link, or advertising a site through their link, or advertising a political group all by gaining membership and posting a seemingly innocuous thread.
I don't like ambiguity or pretence. I don't like contumely replies and a number of other things, all very idiosyncratic.
I am quite sure everyone else has their list of dislikes and they may be opposite of mine.
I am writing this here because I need to grumble and I think I will probably not return to the forum, certainly for the near future. I am quite sure you'll all breathe easier