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May. 24th, 2001 04:16 pmSometimes, I don't understand why people act like such bleeding idiots online. Like the fact that comments can be made entitles them to jump into situations they aren't involved in or attack people. The nastiness I've witnessed in the past few days here has depressed me. To the point of actually writing about Livejournal in my journal. *sigh*
Why can people not let things go? Why can't they just apologize for a misunderstanding, or an insult, and move on? It happens all the time I suppose. My father would never apologize for saying certain things. It hurts that a grown man could act like an immature boy in such tense situations.
Speaking of my father, I had lunch with him today. He called, and invited me to Pappasitos. I ate beef and Mexican food, as I probably won't be eating much of that anytime soon. It went pretty well I think, and we didn't fight. I hope when I come back that things are better with the family. He didn't know about my sister and I feel a little bad for saying anything. I really hope he doesn't call my mom and flip out on her about it.
Went to Amy's Ice Cream with Deb, and had a deliciously melty scoop of Chocolate Grand Marnier with crushed almonds. Mmm, solidarity with my bovine sisters! Ever since Kiss My Tiara, eating ice cream is now a political act. Hee. I love it.
Hot hot hot outside today. We're hiding inside with the cats. I need to buy some plane reading material today or tomorrow. I'm so nervous. The waiting, the waiting, the waiting....
Why can people not let things go? Why can't they just apologize for a misunderstanding, or an insult, and move on? It happens all the time I suppose. My father would never apologize for saying certain things. It hurts that a grown man could act like an immature boy in such tense situations.
Speaking of my father, I had lunch with him today. He called, and invited me to Pappasitos. I ate beef and Mexican food, as I probably won't be eating much of that anytime soon. It went pretty well I think, and we didn't fight. I hope when I come back that things are better with the family. He didn't know about my sister and I feel a little bad for saying anything. I really hope he doesn't call my mom and flip out on her about it.
Went to Amy's Ice Cream with Deb, and had a deliciously melty scoop of Chocolate Grand Marnier with crushed almonds. Mmm, solidarity with my bovine sisters! Ever since Kiss My Tiara, eating ice cream is now a political act. Hee. I love it.
Hot hot hot outside today. We're hiding inside with the cats. I need to buy some plane reading material today or tomorrow. I'm so nervous. The waiting, the waiting, the waiting....