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November 23, 2009 Usagi

So there’s a certain person, who shall remain nameless, who had a certain flame parody made of them and then got butthurt. Now the smart, adult thing to do would be to ignore it, but said rocket scientist instead posted a comment, which of course got BALETED. But it doesn’t stop there. Said genius then posted a journal entry bitching and blaming the moderating system for it getting axed. Now, of course said annoying fanboys of said person will rally and bitch with said person. And of course, said person will continue to think the world revolves around them.

As much as I like doing what I do, at times, I fear ever getting to the point where I have “fans” that do nothing but kiss my ass. I also don’t want e-fame to get to my head. I’ve seen it happen way too many times. Despite striving to be the best, I’ve had those small tastes of fame and power and really; they’re not all they’re cracked up to be. You never know when people actually like you or if they’re just kissing ass.

As for my buddy lists, I cleared a few names. I sent messages to people who I didn’t know. Got a few replies which resulted in more clearing out. Some people reminded who they are which was cool and I guess I reminded them who I was. I was just going to boot all the dead weight off but it was better to send messages. I forgot people’s names but other people also forget so gotta give them the benefit of the doubt.

The mass cleaning that’s happening makes me feel better. I’m still peeved at so called “friends” who don’t make effort to say anything. But that’s life and for now, I can’t do anything about it for now. The people I do talk to are good, Saturday there was a good Skype call with Mr. West and a few other people. I like his Skype chats, he keeps things in order and invites cool people, usually.

I auditioned for a few things. So far got one part, lost another. It was funny, I thought I did well on both auditions, though the one I lost out on isn’t a big deal. It’s some abridged thing and I doubt it’s going anywhere. I don’t mind doing abridged series but there way too many of them and so many of them are not funny. Speaking of not funny…teenage boys are not funny. (Some are but that’s not the point) I would go into details why but I won’t for now. Let’s just say I hate projects that call for “group meetings” on Skype. I like to do my lines and send em, that’s it.

And speaking of males in general…why can they never get what we women are thinking?! I know they’re not psychic but sometimes it’s pretty darn obvious, ya know? Oh well.

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