Blogesphere...As The World Churns

I see all these "hits" on my site meter, but few comment.
Shy? Lurking suit you better?

I know, my posts sometimes lack the "depth" necessary for commentary, but dang. "You suck", would be just fine.

Sometimes, I get this weird feeling....like peeping toms are peeking into the window of my life, looking for a train wreck to happen.

I wonder about the human psychi...I got TONS of comments when I went through that nightmare of BULLSHIT when my MPU died.

I don't write much about my personal life.
Do you REALLY want to know that I spent four hours today scraping crud off the bottom of a 42 foot sailboat?
Do you REALLY want to know that the more I extend myself to people, the more I get slapped for it?
Do you REALLY want to know, that although I support our military, I am SICK AND FUCKING TIRED of the war? So much so, that I ACHE every FUCKING time I read of another warrior coming home in a FUCKING bag, or missing a limb or two?

I have a son in that fight (did you know that?), and extended "family" as well. Enough already.

Or, maybe it would prefered that I engage in a stand-up pissin' contest over who fixed who's blog first.
I'm NOBODY'S "minion", and I'd have to be a pompous biotch indeed to crown my self "queen" of any domain.
FUCK THAT.
I'm not a "girly" kinda girl. I will not engage in a bloggy "cat fight". I'd rather meet you in a parking lot and kick your ass, fair and square. Mmmmk?

Oh, and for the record, I knew "Acidman" fell off the wagon before others did, I like Tessa, and I think Ruth is a bloodless cunt.
Less see how much crap THAT stirs up.

*And the hourglass is tipped*