Nasty people

There are all kinds of nasty, cowardly assholes reading and noting diaries here, aren’t there?  Take a look at my nephew’s entry  just before this.  There is a note from some unidentified person (of course they’re unidentified, because they’re too afraid of the backlash I’d give them, the stupid CUNT!!!!!), and it is quite nasty.

It asks if I’ve ever considered selling my computer or at least my internet access to save my freezing ass.  Well, for starters, what good would it do to give up $12 a month?  That won’t pay our electric bill OR our gas bill.  Also, I happen to keep some very important things on my computer.  Instead of writing on paper, I write on a text file or the diary or something else.  I compose my music on the computer. 

Get your thoughts straightened out, oh anonymous pussy-hearted noter.  It would only hurt us to give up one of the few pleasures left in our life.

You must be the same person who hurt my spouse quite badly the other day, and I have nothing but contempt for your kind, because you cannot boldly face us and say what is on your mean-spirited, hard-hearted mind.  No, you must leave it unsigned, because you are too afraid I will know who you are.  If I know you, that’s just too bad.  You can kiss my ass and go to hell.

I must thank you, though, for waking me up.  My eight-year-old nephew within this body was the one who was awake and afraid at the time of that entry.  Now, I am out and more than willing to fight whomever I have to to get through this day alive.

You chickenshit bastard!

PdC