I'm Not Your Fucking Doormat

I imagine this isn't going to be received well by some.  Wait a minute, I don't intend to link this blog entry on my Facebook account or anywhere else, so the liklihood of anybody I'm speaking of actually seeing this are slim to none.  And if they do chance across this, fuck it, they deserve to read it.

To those friends of mine, or rather supposed friends who I've made on Youtube and Blogtv and Skype over the last year and a half, guess what?  I'm not your fucking doormat.  I'm a human being.  I'm going to get pissed off when you make assumptions about me, or draw conclusions based on erroneous and incomplete perceptions of who directly the hell I am. 

I'm a human being, and am not subject to your rules and regulations of who I should or shouldn't like.  I'm male, but that doesn't mean I have to start humping air whenever an image or a video of some half-naked woman is thrown at me in a link.  I have every right to tell you that it's fucked up that you do that on the sly.  If you're going to make assumptions about my intentions and reasons behind my behavior, I reserve the right to do the same motherfucking thing to you, assholes, so don't be shocked and amazed when I call your ass out on it.

This is not the language or behavior you may expect from me, but guess what?  Deal with it!  You don't have to like me; you don't have to respect me; you don't have to listen to me.  And I don't have to give you the benefit of any of those things either.  You don't have to forgive me; I don't have to forgive you.

But I often do forgive people.  I offer forgiveness more frequently than some Catholic priests!  And without the unnecessary unpleasantness of a church scandal involving little altar boys.  What's my point in all of this rambling and ranting?  To say to those that need it said to them the following: if you are honestly and truly so upset with me, consider who and what I was to you up to the point of your issue or annoyance with me.  Consider all of the times I've offered advice, or just a friendly set of ears to hear you out and consider what it is you have to say.  Think about the times I've offered my assistance.

Think about all of that before you start growling at me.

And oh yeah, that bit at the beginning, where I said I wasn't going to link this blog post on my Facebook account?  Scratch that.  If you're reading this, it probably came from clicking on a link. 

At least you'll know what you're about to see.