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*shaking head*

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I set this for the 29th cause I don't want to switch the page to March yet.


So there's Cam stuff. And I don't care. Some people have a bug up their butts. I don't care. Some people are quick to defend. I don't really care. Some people have taken offense, I don't care. Some people are expounding about ...something or other.... I definately don't care.

It's annoying to my own self purely because I want to care and I want to be keyed in. But after a series of group decisions that we thought were for the best, one, maybe two people are saying that we (the storytellers) suck and are mean.

I want people to feel like they can speak up. I want people to feel like we're not totalitarians trying to keep the ordinary player down.

But this is just lame. We did every thing we could to get the domain on even standing and help people move on past their tension, and people *still* have issues.

There is a part of me that wants to shout "Hey, SHUT UP!" And a huge chunk of me that is horrified and embarressed at that part. And the rest of me just can't be bothered to care.


ARRG.


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