I don't know if I am finally starting to grow up, or if this baby is doing everything it possibly can to make me a better person but I woke up this morning with a very strange mentality..I just don't care anymore! I have been obsessively mad about my stuff being hacked into, and people going waaaay too far and beyond trying to get the latest scoop on me. I just realized how dumb they are. I mean who resorts to stuff like that just to know what is going on with someone 24/7? I guess I have to just come to terms with the fact thaat I have a little stalker..awwwww! I guess I am that important that they want to know everything about me. So since I am almost positive they are reading this right now. I have an open letter for them and all of you to see :)
I don't know what it is about me that intrigues you so much, but I must say I am almost flattered. I spend my days doing important things like taking care of my family, paying bills, tidying up around the house, playing some Roller Coaster Kingdom, watching my soap, and holding the fort down until my husband gets home. I realize that my life is so totally interesting and scandalous but it makes me wonder what your lives are lacking to be so obsessed with mine. I thought for sure you would be more concerned with your own things like figuring out how you are going to have room in that house for all of those people, maybe how you are going to dig yourself out of the debt hole you have created, what movie you are going to take all those people to next, what you are going to wear to the Renaissance Fair next year, writing to George Lucas begging him for yet another installment of Star Wars, and oh yeah taking care of your family. You know if you had put half the effort into your finances and life that you put into me maybe things could have turned out different for you. All the countless hours on the internet trying to get into my stuff or find some dirt on me should have been used trying to gather information on how to better your own lives. I guess what I am saying is I have more than enough important things going on in my life to keep me occupied. I know that priorities have never really been your thing, but unlike you I know the definition and it is important to me. So please, waste some more of your time and energy on me if that makes you feel happy and fulfilled. I'm not going to try and stop you anymore and I'm not going to get mad. I will just feel bad for how obsessed you are with me. Maybe one day in the future while I am trying to run my household you will pop into my mind, and if that happens it will put a smile on my face because I will be able to picture you sitting on a computer feverishly trying to see what I posted on my Facebook today....well I will save you the trouble today.....
Brittany Andrews had a Bagelful for breakfast this morning..mmmmm
Priority: Precedence, especially established by order of importance or urgency