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One of the things I appreciate most about the Internet, is how it made me accept a lot of concepts which I otherwise wouldn’t have. The most prominent among them being, perhaps, homosexuality.

I remember I had a classmate in freshman year in university, whose sexuality was rather debatable. Said classmate dressed like a girl (tight jeans, sweater and high heeled pointed boots), but had some rather rough facial features which one would have been hard-pressed to attribute to girls. After having seen his name one day, it turned out the classmate was indeed a guy.

I’m not entirely sure why, but just the thought of sitting near him made goosebumps appear on my skin. Now, when I think back, I’m mightily ashamed of it. After all, he was never loud, never swore, was always very polite. Aside this, one of my current best friends has a different sexual orientation to mine¹.

As such, it came as a rather large and unpleasant surprise when today my aunt declared that I am rather intolerant. I found T. very rude (and childish) for calling me lame for having a blog. I take it for granted that when I’m told off for talking too loudly, I apologize and am quieter. I most definitely do not recommend ear plugs instead.

I was annoyed that they didn’t get this. I found it normal not to be willing to associate with them on personal level. I found it preposterous when it was suggested I take up smoking just so I could fit in. On the other hand, I think it mightily unfair that they do their best to ignore me, unless talking to me is absolutely necessary.
I still think my principles aren’t worth the compromise… and I still find it painful that I’m constantly alone because of this.

Why can’t they think objectively? Why can’t I accept that not everyone’s common sense is the same as mine?

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¹ No Kate, I don’t mean you

… no, I really don’t. As such, I am going to devote a mile-long entry (liberally peppered with RANDOM capitalizations) to prove my point. Smart, eh?

For some reason, this seems to be the height of coolness, especially among insulted webmasters. Got a review/criticism that you didn’t like? Devote at least one paragraph explaining that you don’t actually care. If that doesn’t teach those lifeless idiots¹, nothing will.

I’m not sure what your reaction is when you don’t care about something: I - for one - either shrug, or give a monosyllabic answer. Not so much our insulted webmasters/webmistresses, who will generally devote at least one mean comment about the criticizer’s presumed shortcomings², if not an entire blog entry.

If we all subscribed to this supposedly healthy approach to the Interwebz, we’d be all pretty apathetic, you know. Just blogging out of obligation, constantly apologizing for lack of updates… oh wait: that’s EXACTLY what you do.

Just think, every time you update your site, be it a new layout, tutorial, blog post, or even profess your love for cute dinosaur patterns³ you do it because you think it will add to your blog’s likability. Unless of course you get some sort of kick from making your site uglier and uglier. So, I’m afraid you’ll have to accept the harsh truth:

YOU. LIKE. YOUR. SITE.

I know, I know: it’s terrible. How will you ever survive such a shameful admission… provided you DO actually admit to it, of course? There’s of course the “sensible” thing: immediately distance yourself from the computer (YES, RIGHT NOW!). Or… you could just embrace this trait of your personality and fix your site. Dilemmas, dilemmas, dilemmas…

Now if you’ll excuse I’m off to change layout, because my extreme uncaring attitude towards Perfection Design Gallery has been bugging me… for the last half of a year. Like I said: totally not caring about it.

What don’t YOU care about?

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¹ because obviously whenever you vocalize your dislike of a website you’re in dire need of outside activity.
² i.e. big fat lazy bitch.
³ HIIIII Rachael!!!!