to oldest tricks = the oldest tricks
distant = distance
Sorry, I had, too = Sorry, I had to.

I don’t have time to proof the rest.

Weight IS actually an issue with me. In my business, I have to look the top of my game, and luckily, it’s been pretty easy. I don’t have the need to consume junk or ‘comfort foods’, but I’m not the general population. I was just born lucky with a high metabolism and petite genetics. There are a LOT of women out there who don’t have it like I do, don’t exercise, (I do Judo) don’t eat right, don’t try to change their lives, and end up depressed, lonely, angry, and bitter.

Think, for just a minute, if I were actually one of them. How would I be feeling right now? What are the chances I would go drown my sorrows in some Haagen-dazs? Feeling ugly, worthless, and hardly motivated to improve my habits or my life? Pretty damned high.

Don’t you feel wonderful?

You got off lucky, happening to throw your barbs at an attractive business professional who could NOT do what she does if she didn’t keep herself in good shape. The business is just not that forgiving. And this is L.A., man. If you’re not almost underweight you’re, like, considered mammoth. You don’t want to know how many beautiful, attractive actresses I worked with, having to convince them they were beautiful and amazing, in killer shape, and no, that costume did NOT make their ass look huge, and get back on set, already! Anyway. Knowing THAT — since it was no secret I’m in L.A. — you STILL attacked me — with completely baseless insults, by the way — to do what? Try and hurt my feelings? Make my life worse? Give me even more of a complex and ruin my day?

If that’s the case, you’re a jackass. Pure and simple. I hope for their sake, no one else outside of your dysfunctional little group (no offence, Kirk, but from where I stand, your friends are assholes) stumbles upon here, or there might’ve been real consequences for them. High school never ends. And you, Niles, are a bully. I don’t play well with bullies. I tend to show them up for the damaged people they are. Consider yourself fortunate that I don’t have the time or energy to muck with you right now. It’s useless, anyway. You’re not going to learn, because you don’t want to. You’ve chosen to be a dick, and continue to be a dick, you will. Great. But I’m not listening.

Oh, and learn to type. Jesus! Would you know punctuation if it bit you in your sorry ass?

Okay, done.

Oh, and one more thing — not you, Niles.

Kirk —

Hopefully, we’re cool. This is an in-joke site that just happened to involve some nastiness about the 24-year-old version of my boyfriend. Okay, cool. I speak my mind regardless of what’s up, so I did here, too.

But your friends are assholes, and I have nothing more to say to them. Period.

Okay, maybe, two more things:

Dane —

On second look, I was really just fired up at the rudeness Niles was — again — throwing my way, hoping to hurt my feelings or some other delusional bullshit — your comment was somewhat apropos, and stated in logic.

Were I baselessly attacking Kirk — first off, it’d be kinda weird. I don’t hit up random websites and attack people. Instead, as I’d stated before, I was responding to what already seemed like an attack because, again, I speak my mind. I don’t shy from confrontation. Kirk explained the in-joke background of the website — to an extent — so I’m cool with dropping the whole thing.

Meanwhile, I get bullies like Niles coming out of the woodwork and trying to oldest tricks in the book — playground tactics — and it just puts a bad taste in my mouth, and gives me no desire to communicate with anyone further.

Which is cool, because I was leaving anyway. But, damn, doesn’t it always feel better if people can end something on good terms and go their separate ways without some kind of flame war looming in the distant? C’est la vie. That’s the Internets. (A series of tubes!) Sorry, I had, too.

So, yeah. Again. Peace out, people.

Because I wasn’t attacking Niles. I had no IDEA who Niles even was, or is. Nor do I care. However, it appeared (and still does, to some extent) that Kirk was attacking Preston. Needlessly.

Now that I know he wasn’t, I’ve put it behind me. Why can’t you people — whom I also don’t know, and have never attacked — just do the same? Is it REALLY that interesting to you? I’m done here. Well, with the needless back and forth. If people want to converse intelligently, cool, but nitpicking isn’t what I’d call intelligent conversation.

niles

p.s. Probably weighed threefiddy for jr prom. Not hard to look better.

“Typically, when someone seeks to insult someone else — especially a stranger — they’re really voicing their own concerns — and fears, or issues.”

to Niles after you did the same thing to Kirk in your original comment?

That’s really uncalled-for. Especially considering, in my humble opinion, that being — and staying — overweight is the result of laziness, addiction, and — in many cases — depression. Fortunately, I’ve never had my depression result in weight gain. Just the good old fashioned angry-unmotivated-wasting-an-afternoon-watching-old-movies kind. But even that’s improved dramatically, to my satisfaction.

Why? Are you so lethargic and despairing that you’ve plummeted into obesity? If so, you might like the life coach I’m currently working with. (She started offering a weight loss programme, actually, but since I’d signed up for her motivational stuff, I feared she wouldn’t have any material for me. All this stuff about how to not eat junk food and the like. Like that’s difficult? Have you seen the crap they put in most things? ‘Junk’ food is aptly named!)

Typically, when someone seeks to insult someone else — especially a stranger — they’re really voicing their own concerns — and fears, or issues.

How long has it required a crane to pull you out of bed, Niles? Maybe you should look into doing something about that. Meanwhile, I’m gonna enjoy the fact that I look even more amazing in my junior prom dress now than I did then. Not a lot of women can say that!

Next time, when you’re craving something to satiate your sweet tooth, reach for some fruit. Pineapple and pomegranates beat pastries any day. Give it a try.

Peace out, big guy.