Addendum to twit post

So, a while back, for some reason, I ran across, in passing, Merissa’s profile listed somewhere. I may or may not have an alternative Facebook account that can see that stuff because she doesn’t know what it is and nunnayou that I banned or who banned me know what it is and so you can’t block it. ANYWAY. Whatever the circumstance, I saw her teensy little thumbnail and it looked like you were in it. But I was in the middle of something and I didn’t follow up.

I remembered that a few minutes ago and went and looked her up via Alt-Account and hey presto. Looks like you two are still okay after all. Congratulations.

Also she’s showing off a lot more pics of Lil’ Bit than I remember her doing the last time I looked at her. Thank you for that, Merissa. Though it’s like looking at my infant brother in drag. Holy SHIT she looks like her daddy.

Look, I neglect to talk to any of you because it’s always the same old shit. Take over the entire conversation, talk my ear off, not give a shit what’s going on in my life (nothing is ever going on in my life anyway, and it never fucking has, unless it’s something Big, Bad, and Dramatic), ask for something from me, disappear for months or years, lather, rinse, repeat, doesn’t matter who it is.

None of us get anything (except you getting free money and computers) out of being in touch with one another anyway, and we’ve never done. Why bother? I can’t see a reason. I mean, in theory I would like my daughter to know her family, but that’s a two-way street. You know who’s shown a consistent interest in us? YOUR daughter. The older one. And two of my cousins, though one of them never interacts with me at this point. I think she’s liked a couple photos of Nathan I’ve posted. That’s it. The other shares my interest in certain TV shows. That’s been the sum total of everything. We can’t even talk politics ’cause I think we’d kill each other.

Everyone lost interest in me when Dad got custody. They’ve been polite over the years and that’s been it. I feel like, why pursue something that isn’t there.

And YOU guys… the people in the house with me as I was growing up… you made me miserable. I’m sure I gave as good as I got, point is, I had STELLAR examples to live by. We all hated one another but we needed to be able to love one another and it was all mixed up and fucking sick. I don’t miss it at all.

I don’t know what to do or what to say or how to act around any of you anymore and it’s easier to just pretend it never happened.

I don’t know what to do about that. I never will.

If it makes you feel better, I haven’t heard from Mom since ’11 and Chan for longer. I’m not playing favorites here. NO ONE wants me around. So I humor them. I can’t do anything else.

So if the few people left still playing silly buggers acting like they want me to talk to them would just quit playing silly buggers and be adults and admit they don’t really care, that’d be awesome. I’d be down with that.

Thanks.

A moment of silence for tsu

There was this social media site called tsu. I kept pointing to it whenever someone would complain about Facebook sucking, and almost no one took me up on it. I think Celeste on my friends list did. That was it. Then tsu messed up their mobile app. Now they’re dead. Sniff.

This is NOT how you produce alternatives to Facebook, y’all.

Dear brother dearest, stop being a twit

Got your attention yet?

Dad mentioned your shock and woe at not knowing why I am not speaking to you. Message received.

Here’s what I tried to say to you through my FB page but apparently you are not on FB anymore. So I will paste it here.

“Got your message through Dad when he was here. All I really did was bow out of your life since I didn’t seem to be much wanted there anyway. We all screw up, God knows I have, and I get it, but you need to learn to stop seeing people as things to get things from, and to own up when you screw up. Not pretend it didn’t happen and disappear from my Facebook, not enlist your mom and girlfriend (wife?) as your personal flying monkeys when your kids get upset with you. You can do better. You *should* do better. So come on now. Once you’ve fucked something up you can’t unfuck it. I should know. Don’t be me.”

You will not listen to me, and furthermore you don’t really wonder why we’re not speaking; that would require caring first. Dad asked you when was the last time you and I talked, and you gave a half-assed answer, and he pressed for details, so you came out with a sob story to get him off your back.

I know you too damned well.

But in case I am wrong I am expending unnecessary emotional labor posting this to my site on the off-chance you will condescend to come read it.

I doubt you will.

I’d bill you for the time I’m wasting, but you already haven’t paid me for the computer, the phone bill (and whatever happened to that chick you were chatting with on AOHell, anyway? poof… like the rest of them), or the $50 you spent on the tat instead. So that’d be an even bigger waste of time.

Hug my niece for me. If you even still get to see her. Merissa not posting pics of you is way past strange and into bizarre, don’t you think?

Ta,
Big sis

Social (media) page updated

Title does what it says. I updated the link to my Facebook profile since yes Virginia, that has changed. As in a couple months ago at least, but I’m getting closer to the time that Profile Two (see the aforementioned Social page for an explanation) is going to go bye-bye, so I might as well get everything up-to-date.

I remembered I still need to add some things in, like my deviantART account. Well, when I get to it. Not like I put anything major at dA anyway.

Hello

Welcome to my home page. Blah, blah, blah.

In the past I’ve used this to leave messages where I think people will be able to see them regardless of our ability to contact one another in other venues. I may still do that every once a blue moon, and hopefully less often in fact, but at this point I think I need to turn this to other purposes.

First up, I’ll use this blog area to let you all know when I update something elsewhere on the site. I anticipated that months ago, hence the “updates” in the menu bar up there near the top of the page. That’s what this is called instead of “blog”. “Updates”. So I will “update” you when something here changes, if you care about that at all.

Other “updates” I may introduce in the future might have to do with things I’ve made and accomplished that might vaguely be of general public interest. Or at least the interest of people who actually know me. But we’ll see. It’s just an idea. I have a way of throwing ideas out there and then never following up, as lots of you already know. Meh.