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06.27.04 (6:21 pm)   [edit]
Okay now....
I've got a problem.
Until I get this problem off my chest, you can all wait for the end of the story, where you'll find out what my present was that I received on Friday.

My problem has to do with the fact that there are many people in our group who are of the oppinion that they should investigate and probe and dig until they get to the bottom of my business. Yep...gossip. Gossip sucks.
Please leave my private life out of your conversations. My business is mine unless I choose to share it with you.
If your curiosity is that consuming, all you have to do is ask me face to face, if you think it's your place to do so. And if you don't, then maybe it's something you don't need to know.

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posted by: JmcV (reply)
post date: 06.27.04 (9:57 pm)

Hey dude. Your shit is your shit, regardless of what other people say or think about it. Even if they find it necessary to dig and probe and prod until they think they have all the answers.....fuck 'em. "When you wrestle with pigs, you both get dirty, but the pigs like it". I'm not saying that our gaming friends are pigs - I'm saying that the whole gossip/rumour situation is like a big sty, and if you let yourself get brought down by it you'll eventually have to wallow with the rest of 'em. We both know you're above it. We're just going to go camping and have a great time, and people can talk and gossip all they want back home - they can think they know everything, but they won't. You know your heart, your feelings, your motivations, your situation, and your business. And they don't. So anything that they say about it will be irrelevant anyway cuz they don't have the low down. Ya know?


p.s. I bet I can guess what the gift was. But I won't......I still wanna keep everyone else in suspense. And also that way if I'm wrong, I don't have to admit I'm wrong, since I haven't publically admitted my guess. Muahaha.

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