Long Overdue Disclaimer
This diary is about me.
Itís not about you.
Itís about me.
It may, or may not be true. It will sometimes be offensive. It will sometimes be sappy. It will sometimes make you roll on the ground in hysterics. It will sometimes bore you to tears.
Itís still not about you. Itís about me.
You are not allowed to send me hate mail. You are not allowed to take it personally. You are not allowed to judge me because of it. Everything in this diary is based upon real events. Based upon. That leaves lots of room for manipulation of fact. Can you tell when Iím lying? No. So donít assume you know anything about me.
Also? Itís not about you. Itís about me.
Nothing I write is intended to hurt the people I care about. If I want to hurt them Ė Iíll poke them in the eye. If someone gets hurt in spite of my intentions Ė thatís just the way it goes sometimes.
Regardless - itís still not about you. Itís about me.
You are allowed to disagree with me. You are allowed to correct my mistakes. You are allowed to poke fun of me. Youíre allowed to send love letters. Youíre allowed to start a fan club.
No matter how much you are allowed to do, itís still not about you. Itís about me.
I am allowed to write what I want, when I want to write it and how I want to write it. I can write detailed entries on how the sky is purple and the grass is blue. You are allowed to disagree with me, but I will still be allowed to write about purple skies and blue grass becauseÖ.
Itís STILL not about you. Itís about me.
If you donít like it, donít read it. If I havenít invited you here then I probably donít really care what you have to say anyway. Unless youíre sending love letters or fan mail. Or maybe if you make a particularly funny jab at me. Maybe. If I have invited you here, thatís a privilege Iíve extended to you. Donít abuse it.