What’s up, WordPress? Haven’t been here in a bit. Anyway, this is just something I want to steal from Facebook and share with you all, because it’s just been a constant in my life. I take everyone I meet, or try to, at face value, as an open book, which is mistaken by some as being someone who could be “used”. When I then declare that I don’t subscribe to an agenda, or bow to a cult of personality, or, horror of horrors, insist on maintaining my space, all of a sudden, I’m a bitch. And all I can say is, that’s not my problem. That’s your problem for not respecting me when you first meet me. Or anyone else, for that matter.