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Wednesday, October 02, 2002

The beautiful Miss Sparrow flew by my window this evening and informed me that Mr J msged her to find out what he'd done to piss me off. I laughed, snorted and smirked in response.

Here lies my explanation.

I'm actually not offended at all by Mr J, I simply hold very different values and morals with Mr J. I was just being VERY indignant on behalf of my beloved friend, the lovely little sparrow. Miss Sparrow, despite her flirty and bubbly nature is really as innocent as the next sparrow and though I've been reassured by Miss Sparrow that she's fine with it, I can't help but blame Mr J.

I beg your pardon Mr J, but I'm a very protective friend and I can't help but feel you haven't been too gentlemanly towards Miss Sparrow. While for more than once you gave out the statement about your policy of sending people home, no one really took you seriously. I CANNOT believe you meant what you said and did what you said.

Now, when I wrote what I wrote, I was in the 'WTF' mode and I never thought that Mr J would ever be curious enough to read what I wrote. As embarrassed as I am to be caught I'm actually not very sorry. You can say that I'm a prude about such things but that's me, I don't believe a decent person would try that at first acquaintance. (WHAT do you take my friend for?!) I may have been a little too harsh at the time so I'm going to edit things a little but my sentiments are largely the same.

Perhaps many, even Miss Sparrow herself, may find me too kaypoh cos it was all between you two but really, from where I stand, I'm just looking out for a friend. I know Miss Sparrow is old enough to take care of herself but as her friend I feel responsible for her wellbeing. Can you blame me for putting you in my Little Black Book after your little stint? You really dregged your own rep through the mud in my books.

No real offense to you Mr J but hey, if I can't be honest and forthcoming on my own blog, where else can I be that? *lifts an eyebrow in enquiry*


Disclaimer: This is all my own private opinion and I don't mean to be too judgemental, hope I'm being civil enough already...

I scribbled at ;; 10:07 PM

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