Thirty-eighth verse, same as the first!

[serai]

Seems it's time for my bi-annual reiteration of Why I'm Here and Why Whining Won't Work. I ain't got time to make yet another post about it (frankly, I don't see the point in repeating myself), so I shall just point you all back to this post:


The Manifesto of Me - not long, but apparently required


If you've got me friended, and you haven't read it yet (though the gods know I've posted something like this at least five times already) PLEASE READ IT NOW.

If you don't like what you see, PLEASE DEFRIEND ME NOW.

Whatever response you get to whining, virgin-eyeing, weepy tantrums and other such nonsense will thereafter be your own fault.

Do not, I repeat DO NOT have me on your friends list in order to read my stories, and then turn around and lambast me because you don't like seeing my other posts. You want fiction without having to know the author? Buy a BOOK, damnit.

Thank you.

Comments

[hobbitlove83.livejournal.com]

Darling Serai, I hope you'll allow me to stay here.

I think your strong feelings match mine, and so yes, I like what I see, and I want to have the chance to cheer you for being so outspoken.

You're a gem!!!

[serai1.livejournal.com]

*blush* Thanks for the support, hon.

[mews1945.livejournal.com]

Heavens. Wha'hoppen?

[serai1.livejournal.com]

Look back one post in my LJ. Seems somebody who had me friended without ever actually saying anything (after two-three years) suddenly decided she didn't like the fact that I'm a liberal and have the nerve to express a political opinion openly in my own journal.

Christ in a sidecar.

[mews1945.livejournal.com]

Holy shit! If you'd gone to her journal and started spouting off stuff she didn't agree with, she'd have a right to say something, but you're voicing your opinions in your own journal and she actually had the nerve to shake her finger in your face and scold you because you offended her. If something bothers me in another person's journal, I just don't read it. Jeezus pleezus, that kind of stuff is just pathetic.

[serai1.livejournal.com]

Heehee. I just love how people like that show up, waving their arms around yelling LOOKATMEEEE and then get all huffy nobody RESPEX them. Bitch, just what did you expect? Cakes and jam? My favorite was that pouty parting shot about "us" no longer being "friends". Never said word one to me the whole time I was on her list, and I didn't have her on mine, so where she got the idea that we were ever friends, I don't know.

Good times! /sarcasm

[elderberrywine.livejournal.com]

Damn. Some people just Totally Don't Get It, do they?

Paging Planet Clueless....

[serai1.livejournal.com]

Oy. It's such a mystery to me how this country got to the state it's in. Then something like that happens and I think, "Oh, yeah. That's how."

Sheesh.

[celandine-g.livejournal.com]

Hehe, you got it. :)

Ahem, carry on.

[elderberrywine.livejournal.com]

Heh. And... OK, I don't do this often, but she has tempted me mightily with her self-righteous denseness.

I was curious who this person was so I clicked on her info page, expecting a fifteen-year-old hearts-and-fluffy-kittens type, but apparently she is an 23 year-old aspiring screenwriter and English major - dear God, at what school?

Somehow I have my doubts as to her suitability for that particular profession, since Hollywood execs are notoriously sooo considerate of a delicate flower of a screenwriter's sensibilities. *bursts into guffaws and wishes she could be a fly on the wall at that job interview*

OK, my bad. */snark*

[serai1.livejournal.com]

AHAHAHA. She wants to be a screenwriter, and she's going around whining about her widdle hurt feelings when somebody expresses a liberal political opinion? Oh bitch PLEASE. What in the world is she going to do in Hollywood, walk around with earmuffs and a blindfold, swathed in a fluffy blanket? The sharks are going to eat her ALIVE. Damn, I guess she hasn't been paying much attention if she thinks she'll get anywhere in Hollywood with an attitude like THAT.

Maybe she can get a position over at Icon Productions. I'm sure Mel could find a spot for her reading scripts and fetching coffee.

*falls over giggling*

[elderberrywine.livejournal.com]

Maybe she can get a position over at Icon Productions. I'm sure Mel could find a spot for her reading scripts and fetching coffee.

Great minds think alike - exactly the only place I think she might feel at home. Long as she doesn't have issues with decapitations and disemboweling, mind you.

ROTFL

[serai1.livejournal.com]

Can you imagine the first time she demands that Mel "put that behind a cut"?

[serai1.livejournal.com]

And yeah, I thought she was a teenybopper too. It was that "oh how MATURE" snip. Who over the age of 18 ever uses that one? Made her sound straight out of Heathers. Gods, grow the fuck up, little girl.

[serai1.livejournal.com]

Heehee. Nope. My Troll Magnet seems to be built into the house. But that's okay! Whacking people who don't pay attention upside the head gives my right arm good exercise.

*shakes can and sprays around liberally*

Thanks. Though I actually find that sort of wankery rather funny, myself. Some people just can't resist showing off their...specialness.

*hugs back*

[blackbird-song.livejournal.com]

Since I'm completely brain-dead from concert season, I've not read carefully the post to which you link. However, I can say that I'm not here for your stories. (Not that I don't love them, mind.) I've liked what I've seen on your journal and when I've met you for quite some time, so I'm hoping that you'll let me stick around for a good, long while. To be honest, I'd be a bit bored if you were a pallid goody-two-shoes.

Concerning your last paragraph here, all I can do is shake my head at the people who might be doing that and give them the hairy eyeball. *wanders off in disappointed confusion*

Catherine

[serai1.livejournal.com]

Oh, goodness. This isn't a post about me bouncing anyone off my list. I was just telling folks that if they don't like me, to please do us all a favor and bugger off. You do not, and never had, had anything to worry about on that score, darlin'.

This latest wank was small but tasty, much like a Godiva chocolate. And you know how much I love the taste of wank-chocolate. *licks lips*

By the by, will you be coming to ORC again this year? My prediction is that it'll be the last one, so I'm not going to miss it, small and diminished though it may be. And maybe they'll get some faces we haven't seen before, as well. :D

[blackbird-song.livejournal.com]

I did manage to get my eyes to focus on some comments further down to discover the cause of this post. Of course, that was after I'd commented. (I really should take note when I mention in 'print' that I'm brain-dead and maybe not comment or post. *facepalm*) She's really quite the piece of work, isn't she? As soon as my brain has been defibrillated, I'll make us all some popcorn and we can watch it again, perhaps in slow motion.

I shall be going to ORC this March. While I hope it's not the last one, I can see that it might well be. Hubby's coming, as well. (I've lassoed and hog-tied him a few times, just for practice.) I shall look forward to seeing you there!

Catherine