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[Kaienne]

I woke up silently this morning, half an hour before my 7am homeless-shelter wake up call, fifteen minutes earlier than I usually do, and so allowed myself to enjoy the luxury of laying comfortably in my plastic-matress bottom bunk on a steel-framed bed in a room full of sleeping boys, guys, and men. I went downstairs, had the staff open my locker full of what very little I own, and donned my best white dress shirt, only green tie, black suit jacket, and black fedora. Not because I had to; only because I felt like it.

Today is a special day; at 9pm this evening, there will be a massive game of Capture-the-Flag taking place in Toronto's downtown financial district, played out by some couple hundred happy, life-loving young adults. At some point during all this, amongst all my closest friends, I'll get to see my ftm-trans boyfriend, run around together, and eventually retire to his place for the night. I can barely contain my excitement.

After brushing my teeth, I pondered the meaninglessness of brushing before eating breakfast as I sat down to a bowl of frosted flakes and fresh pear slices, moistened with milk from a dispensing machine and washed down with half a glass of apple juice; only half, as I didn't want to consume *too* much sugar so early in the morning. Having finished eating just in time for some of the friends I've made in the past couple days I'd been there to wake up and saunter downstairs, I was delighted to be able to pay full attention to, and even occasionally participate in, the witty banter that goes on between semi-bemused morning-bitchy young european gay men. After filling some time with happy laughter, I was invited to coffee by one of said men, (and was pleasantly suprised to find another of my friends already at the cafe,) thus continuing the banter for some time. Upscale chain-cafe coffees polished off, the two of us left to talk to a friend we had seen walking past before going our separate ways.

It was a cold fall morning, one of the first of many to fall under the single-digits celcius, but the thin jacket I was wearing sufficed enough that I could still walk to the library with a smile on my face. I checked my emails and my forums, and enjoyed laughing at a tale of miserable people who don't have a clue how fortunate they really are.

It's going to be a wonderful day today, somehow better than the last; just like it is every day.

[LMNO]

Why the fuck did you just post that?

[Kaienne]

Because really, deep down, I hate you all.

[AFK]

"New Topic" button.  Can you see it?

[LMNO]

Because really, deep down, I hate you all.

That may be true, but Sepia never posted anything negativly against you.  Did you really have to go and shit on his post?




You are fantastically good at making enemies, you know.

[Cain]

Sepia, let me know if you want me to seperate the inevitable shitstorm into a new thread or not.

[Kaienne]

That may be true, but Sepia never posted anything negativly against you.  Did you really have to go and shit on his post?

You are fantastically good at making enemies, you know.

Only when I want to. Offline, I'm actually extremely pleasant and easy to get along with.

I'm so sick and tired of people who have so goddamned much and piss and moan and complain about how shit sucks. You know what sucks? Being fucking homeless sucks. You want to talk about failing your parents? Never mind this boo-hoo I didn't finish college bullshit. Sleeping in a dorm infested with bed bugs sucks. Only owning two changes of clothes sucks. Having to busk in the cold for enough pocket change to sit in a cafe and escape the weather sucks. Should I continue? And yet (despite the consciously-selected angered tone I'm taking), I'm the one with a smile on my face. You assholes don't even know how much you have.

Y'all can go fuck yourselves and your whiny bullshit. Don't like your life? Fucking do something about it, rather than piss and moan into a computer screen displaying posts of a bunch of other assholes who hate their lives about how you want to step in front of an SUV, or stop bitching and get it over with.

[LMNO]

Wow, you totally missed the point of Sepia's post, didn't you?







Maybe your personal stench distracted you.  It's possible.

[Kaienne]

Wow, you totally missed the point of Sepia's post, didn't you?

Maybe your personal stench distracted you.  It's possible.

Obviously. After all, my intelligence is totally and completely proportional to my income. Maybe you should explain it to me.

[LMNO]

Hey, I didn't say anything about your personal income.




I was talking about your personal hygiene.




Also, note that I didn't say anything about your intelligence.  Not directly, anyway.




But, you did a good job of trying to redirect the conversation away from your personal failing and into a larger strawman of IQ v Income.


You still fail, though.

[That One Guy]

O-KAY. So, um, what the hell? Sadly, it's too bad Kaienne. You have some good stuff (I really like all those drawings) and you seemed to actively be trying to at least get along with people after the previous shit.

Then this.

Does your life suck? I have no idea - I've never met you and only know about you what you've chosen to say here. And, while some of that was good shit, you've chosen to tell us all to fuck off. So, have fun. You'll probably have a few people participate in all the flaming that will be happening, but honestly I don't give a shit what you think if you can't have a basic respect for what other people are trying to say - while you're whinging about your own shit in the hopes that people will do ... something ... regarding it.

So, have fun with the rest of your life.

/pledge

[Kaienne]

My life doesn't suck. My life, actually, rocks. I wake up smiling every day and I go to bed smiling. Despite the fact that I'm posting from a public library 'cos I don't own my own computer. Despite the fact I live in a homeless shelter. Despite a number of shitty factors that could very easily bring me down.

I'm not the only one who can miss a point here, apparently.

[LMNO]

You know, if you would only stop acting like such a douchebag so much, it would be a hell of a lot easier to communicate with you.

[Kaienne]

Because the problem obvously couldn't be with you.

[Idem]

My life doesn't suck. My life, actually, rocks. I wake up smiling every day and I go to bed smiling. Despite the fact that I'm posting from a public library 'cos I don't own my own computer. Despite the fact I live in a homeless shelter. Despite a number of shitty factors that could very easily bring me down.

I'm not the only one who can miss a point here, apparently.

I'M LOVIN' IT.