God fucking damn it.
Jul. 21st, 2003 04:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serafina20Dear Mom,
I understand you are addicted to Hearts and therefor must play every time you walk past a computer. But I have a new rule: mine is off limits. Is that okay? because, seriously, it's my computer that I paid a thousand bucks for and *my* internet service provider since, I am, paying for my own education. Also, I am an adult, so I can write the porniest porn in the entire world and not have to worry about it.
And, yes, I know you aren't saying anything when you sit down to my computer and the words, "Lex's cock brushed against his own," and "They were slippery now, so they slid in more easily," are emblazoned across the screen in 10 pt Courier New font at 115% magnification, BUT ... I dont' like feeling guilty and embarrassed over something I shouldn't.
Use your computer. The one you paid the money for. Leave mine alone.
Thank you,
Your loving daughter, Serafina
I understand you are addicted to Hearts and therefor must play every time you walk past a computer. But I have a new rule: mine is off limits. Is that okay? because, seriously, it's my computer that I paid a thousand bucks for and *my* internet service provider since, I am, paying for my own education. Also, I am an adult, so I can write the porniest porn in the entire world and not have to worry about it.
And, yes, I know you aren't saying anything when you sit down to my computer and the words, "Lex's cock brushed against his own," and "They were slippery now, so they slid in more easily," are emblazoned across the screen in 10 pt Courier New font at 115% magnification, BUT ... I dont' like feeling guilty and embarrassed over something I shouldn't.
Use your computer. The one you paid the money for. Leave mine alone.
Thank you,
Your loving daughter, Serafina
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Date: 2003-07-21 05:03 pm (UTC)Oh, and you're right. But sympathizing with the whole mortification thing. That's gotta be right up there with walking in on mom and dad while they're workin' out the whoopie.
owie. Issues, baby, issues!
Teri
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Date: 2003-07-22 10:29 am (UTC)The only problem is, while I may own the computer, etc., she feeds me. And it is easier just to sit down at the computer turned on than go into my sisters room. And she didn't *say* anything, because she knows she can't (except for one time when there was dirty fic printed out on my desk, which she just turned over and checked to make sure I didn't usually leave it laying around for my little sister to fine), it's just mortifiying.
I'll figure something out. Thanks for the advice on the password thing; I'd forgotten. :)