if you want to play on this blog, leave the middle school snooping shit at home, all right? At least be grown-up about it. obviously I can’t stop you from taking any crumbs I accidentally drop here and using them to poke around the internet, but cut out the anonymous shit-spreading and lecturing, okay?
It probably isn’t terribly mature of me to make a post like this, and you could argue that I could just turn off the anonymous option, but it doesn’t bother me in theory - I like the idea that someone who doesn’t have a tumblr could communicate with me here. And anyway, it hasn’t been enough of a problem until now to make me feel like I should disable it. I’m not being showered by harassment from twelve-year-olds; I feel like I have a pretty good idea of who reads this blog every day. Y’all are abusing the privilege, however. If you want a response to something - especially if you don’t want me to break out the cusshammer again - and you want to remain anonymous, give me some way to contact you. I won’t publish it and we can hash things out like grownups. Because that’s what the internet’s FOR.
But really, folks, that scene last night was just embarrassing. For you and me both.
now back to our regularly scheduled programming