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[Dec. 6th, 2007|11:26 pm]
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You know what, there are places that I just shouldn't go. I mean, I'll hang around certain sites so that I can get and share techy advice, but it never sticks in my head that I shouldn't wander outside there.

Instead, when I do, I find myself facing the same people going through the same motions, the only difference being the throats they jump down. I just have gotten to the point that I see the names and I wince, and I look at some poor, ignorant prick with a poor vocabulary, and an even poorer choice of it, and I just think "Wow, I know what you mean, but you really shouldn't have written it that way."

I should just take the hint and avoid there, just stick to the technical areas, and leave the inbred bitching to them. And you know what? I used to understand the entertainment that underlay their behaviour. I used to be a moody teen that took umbridges whenever I could. I grew out of that. Instead I have people older than me still playing these games, and I wonder if these people have nothing better to do than just pray to St Presumpta, the patron saint of the perpetually offended, and Pavlov. Ok, Pavlov might not be a saint, but he may as well be one to them, say the magic words and they foam at the mouth ready to bite, scratch and maim.

Sure, it'd be better to do something about them, but that sort of job would wear me down to the nub, so it'd just be better if I remembered to avoid such places.