I want it.
Why do you want it?
It validates me.
You don't need validation.
Of course I need fucking validation. Are you kidding me?
Well, I don't think you need validation. You like doing it, right?
No. It's a pain in the tits. Almost always it's a pain in the tits.
(Pause)
Though, yes, sometimes it's good. When I'm really fucking pissed off about something. Or upset about something.
Or nervous about something.
Ha, yes, very good...
You're always pissed off anyway.
So?
So you must like doing it more often than not, if you only like doing it when you're pissed off.
I said really pissed off. I'm not always really pissed off.
Right, fine.
I'm not.
I know you're not.
Right.
Fine.
(Pause)
So you want the validation?
I think I said 'need'.
So you need the validation?
Yes.
Anything else?
Like what?
I don't know, the hits.
Oh, for fuck's sake. The hits are validation. A search for 'mare fucking' is validation.
A search for 'mare fucking is not validation.
I know what I'm validated by.
(Pause)
You can't publish this, you know that?
Why can't I?
Oh Jesus, let me count the ways, the fucking whys...
What?
It's completely pathetic for an a.
How? How is it pathetic?
Well, it's just not cool to care about this kind of thing. It's just not cool. Only crazy people obsess about stuff like this. Anybody with an ounce of dignity just wouldn't care. Or they would seriously care but would just chooose not to shout the fact out to the whole world. Christ.
Fuck that, I'm publishing it.
You're a muppet.
Start to slide out of touch
3 days ago
16 Johns and Janes for the comment whore:
Anyone with an ounce of dignity would never have started blogging in the first place...
Stop obsessing about stats and gongs and get back to ranting.
I wonder will having a babysitter turn your babies into children of the corn?
What in the name of marmalade are you fretting about? We come for the beard and stay for the sneering invective. Or I do anyway, it's quite a lovely place to pop into when I'm feeling tired of people. Sort of like Cheers, but without Ted littering the place up.
The reason Gimme, the reasoned rational, the lateral applied logic is that you must. I'll spare you the existential patter or the Everest imperative, I won't delude you with the obvious and the gift. Fuck validation and begrudgers.
KIm:
Nail on the head, Kim.
Conan:
Yes, boss.
Fatmammycat:
You're very sweet.
I should have turned the comments off really, like the last time I was compliment fishing.
Sniffle:
I'm trying.
Excellent transcription, Gimme.
I've had to stop myself from taking notes to remember how a conversation went down for the blog, but Mr. M sneers when I take notes even while watching a film.
I totally get the need for validation but maybe "mare fucking" is a cautionary sign instead.
Consider yourself validated.
Toots, consider yourself validated
I like Ted Danson! He lives in our town and a couple of months ago, I saw him at a flea market thing and he winked at me. I cannot pretend it didn't perk up my day. I'm sure I blushed. I know I bought a crappy candlestick and ran away. It's hard to look yourself in the mirror after something like that and not see your own deep shallowness. He is just so fookin' tres handsome close up, damn his eyes.
What are you talking about? Can I get a translation?, I lent my 'gimmie' dictionary to 'map-of-it-all'
You're in baby, now keep your eyes peeled and see where the 'OI, THAT'S MAH FUCKING BIKE!!'* comes in.
reader's imagined cries before red mist came down.
Congrats on you two nominations so far for Best Blog and Best Newcomer, Gimme.
Well done.
damn, i've missed you, sugar!
Congratulations, and if you start doing self-deprecation I'm going to get really annoyed with you.
Medbh:
The fault lies with my overuse of the expression: 'a fucking mare', as in nightmare.
I like to think that those with equinal tendencies come for the horse porn and stay for the rage.
They don't though.
Oh, and thanks and congratulations yourself.
Sam:
I too like Ted Danson. I would have swooned.
And why can't they endlessly repeat 'Cheers' on every fucking channel instead of 'Friends'? Really, schedulers? Still with the fucking 'Friends'?
V:
We're talking about a little party that's happening the day before I come over to you for more partying. Just a warm up really.
Of course I'm not going now as I am in a snot about not making the list for 'Best use of the Irish language'.
Fatmammycat:
Fox-hunting gets my vote. Of course I can't vote.
But if I could, it would.
Is it clear that I mean your post, not the barbaric 'sport'?
Savannah:
If you keep not coming by, I'm going to fucking stop doing this.
No pressure.
Conan:
Can you fucking believe I didn't get picked up for Best Post? Can you fucking believe that? Cause I fucking can't.
Self-deprecatng enough for ya?
nice one gimme
Ellie:
Thanks.
I prefer beer and money as my validation.
Your method is undoubtedly healthier.
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