Good Evening!

I don't know who you are, and I'm supposing no one really does.  We all have our guesses, but you've learned the true ninja way, and kept hidden your true name and identity for many years.  Too many years-- certainly you know where to find the fountain of youth or how to mix the elixir of life, and yet you keep your silence.

Maybe you do this for our benefit.  By the number of wise and pithy statements, poems, literary works, etc. quoted through your pseudonym, one must assume that you know the value of words wisely chosen.  Then, if you choose not to speak out, it can only be concluded that you are protecting us.  Silence is golden, after all.

However, with your knowledge of what is best for us, which is to say that we mustn't assume things, that assumption might not be true.  You may not be protecting us at all, and mother may not know best (Note: Common Sense agrees that mother knows best, which means we either have a conspiracy or it's true).

What a horrible inconsistency!  You know, you could take a note or two from God about keeping His Word straight.  I happen to know from an inside source that He can be touchy when He's misquoted or His Word is misused.  But I suppose you wouldn't believe all that you hear through the grapevine, huh?

Anyway, it's your inconsistency that bothers me the most.  You, with your 'wisdom', think you're all that and a bag of Mrs Vicks' delightfully addicting Salt and Vinegar potato chips, never wrong and humble besides!  You think that I don't see right through that whole pseudonym business?  You're just insecure about who people view you as.  So much for being accepted for who you are; I don't even know you!

You know, I don't think I would've paid you much mind, but you're always in my business.  Leaving trash on the ground in the park, checking out my favorite books, taking all the ATM money, and buying all the drinks in the vending machines.  What is the deal with sending out all of these bomb threats?  Honestly.  Get with the times, that is SO 90's.  ANDI wouldn't be nearly as obsessive about the things I obsess about (which is nearly everything these days) if you weren't so adamant about keeping your identity secret.  Another thing to obsess about, geez!

I guess you can see where this headed, and I'm sorry I had to make this public.

Anonymous, our acquaintanceship is finished!

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A little much on the drama there, Jess.  I'd watch that if I were you.

Duly noted.

I would say that I don't wonder about the various anonymous comments I (have received) receive on my (past) blog(s), but I'd be lying.  It's actually one of the reasons I don't like Facebook apps that allow for people to anonymously address me.  I don't like guessing games (because I suck at them), and although the majority of the anonymous comments I've received through my blogs, past and present, weren't specifically addressed to me, I always obsess about who it is.

I guess it doesn't matter.

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Mark and I went to see Wall-E today.  I love that film.

Movies We (= me and one other sibling) Can't Wait to See:

• The Dark Knight
• HSM 3: Senior Year
• Mummy 3
• Inkheart

I know there's others, but I can't remember them now.  oh well.

I'm getting frustrated with Wal-Mart customers. *glares at the thought*

 

goodnight.