this is the last post.  i'm sure some of you jackasses who have nothing better to do but read my vents and analyze me, (incorrectly), and comment (pointlessly), will be really sad about it, but you'll just have to go back to your mundane little activities like jerking off to pottycams and collecting those special edition star trek action figures.   i didn't start a blog to make friends, meet people, commune with others, discuss, debate, or get effing feedback.   i liked having a blank page to vent on.  period.   i rather enjoy having a spot that no one cares about but me; but too many of you have nothing better to do than actually read shit about someone you don't know and will never know, and than assume you do know from a few sardonic bipolar posts.   believe it or not, i don't want the attention.  i don't want the comments.   why a blog then, you ask?   because i have real friends in real life who link to me and keep up with me that way, and some of them are quite amused by my misanthropic smart-ass-edness.   because i run a bipolar website and we bipolars enjoy that sort of thing.  so i consider my blog my pandora's box where i put all the ugly, negative stuff, getting it out of my system so i can be more productive in my real world, where much more important things go on.  i don't even know how one finds time to read a stranger's blog if they have any life at all of their own.   but you people can't just passively read and go on about your day.  you have to be therapists...or critics...or pricks.   not that i can't take it, boys, but i don't have to.  and that's the point.  i don't have to hang out and listen to a bunch of jerkoffs.   so have fun finding the next <insert label here> to harangue and annoy with your self-important, self-serving, infinitely ignorant comments.  i'm outta here.........{ tucks in, zips, flushes, and exits...}

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