Entry 10/01/2005 10:27:26 AM – Mentat 192

     It’s amazing some of the things I hear about my reputation online.  While I admit that I carefully groom and manicure the plain and simple fact of being an asshole online — sometimes rumors about my capabilities spawn off in directions I rarely expect.  Like for example — I was talking to Chloe and she had said to me this morning that someone else in chat thought that I was some sort of FBI agent.  Pretty interesting given the fact that I had never once in the entire time on the Internet ever said that I worked for the FBI publicly.  Hell — the only time that I did was with the local branch down here for a two day assignment helping straighten out their file room.  Not that I’ve ever done anything investigative in my entire life either. 
     But it would appear that the reason why this person thought that I had worked for the FBI had to do with the fact that I found all the information that I did on George York — the resident convicted pedophile of Yahoo’s Gay Men’s Lounge: 1.  Of course, I told Chloe that the reason why I knew the information on George had to do with the fact that I was around at the time when he had been convicted and when his formerly close friend Shane (AKA KY_Guy27 or something along the line…  It’s been years since I’ve actually seen the nick online) came out and told some choice people about George’s conviction when he and George had their falling out.  Since then, I was able to find the information on the Indiana Sex Offender’s Database. 
     It’s really interesting when you think about it.  Most people don’t know or remotely comprehend the amount of information there is about them on the internet.  And with a couple of other useful tools for searching by name in public records — it’s pretty easy to find information not online on age, and location in the United States, but also Addresses, Phone Numbers, and any other pertinent information.  Hell — using George as an example — not only did I find his information on his conviction — but the sad old twat that he is, is still listed in the National White Pages.  Talk about asking for abuse. 
     And all of this contributed to one person thinking that I worked for the FBI. 

     Let’s see…  What else…  I had it out with Howie.  Apparently he’s been reading my Blog, and read my reactions to his reactions.  Turned into a contemptible pussy about it…  Following is my response to his reactions:

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Hi Michael … Got your note; followed instructions.  I read your blog and unfortunately realized that you and I are not on the same wave length as chat friends.  Didn’t know how to address the situation; think your solution is best.  Hope we can still talk in open chat on M4M every so often. (I don’t put people on messinger as a rule; believe it was your idea.)… Howie

 

Mr. M —

    My solution?  If you had truly read my Blog, you’d realize that my solution would be to discuss the issue by the numbers and dealing with it.  Not running from someone because one doesn’t want to deal with it, and decides on acting like a child, instead of a responsible adult. 

    The fact of the matter is, Mr. M is that you’re going to go through life having a whole lot of people attracted to you that you don’t feel the same in return for.  It’s the way of life sometimes.  If they’re worthwhile to keep as a friend — if they seem to act responsibly and maturely; what you do is guide them through their crush, or allow them to listen to the angels of their better nature to get over it. 
    You don’t run because you don’t know how to handle it.  You don’t run thinking that it’ll all sort itself out through atrophy or inactivity.  Believe me when I tell you that I learned from experience, taking that approach usually has some pretty disastrous repercussions.  Both socially and if you believe it, Karmically. 

    I told you that I keep in mind your feelings when I talk with you.  And that the feelings I have are not reciprocated.  I’ve told you that I respect you, and that I will follow your lead if you changed the subject or discussed the subject you wanted to talk about.  But did you hear that?  No, you heard only a part of it, and whatever dysfunction you’ve got going on in your head, made up the rest.

    So make up whatever you need to make up to get you through this.  Because I won’t be listening.

In Disgust,
Michael Andrew

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     Frankly — at this point if I don’t see anything along the sorts of an apology for acting like a such a passive-aggressive ass, I don’t ever want to hear from the likes of him again.  I’ve had my fill of chicken-shits, and passive-aggressive types. 

     Anyway — I’ll probably be back in a bit.  My sinuses are beating me up, and I can barely see because of it.  I think I’m off to try to nap some of the pain off.  Until later or the next time…