hypocrisy, with decorations

sometimes irony arrives gift-wrapped and you don’t even have to improve it. #

Update because apparently yesterday wasn’t stupid enough.

She posted:

“Odio la falsità e l’ipocrisia.”

I laughed.

Actually laughed.

Then got angry again, which was less elegant.

Look, I’m not going to publish her name or address and send everybody there like some ridiculous army. Several girls from Splinder asked me for the link today because they saw yesterday’s post. No. If you already know what I’m talking about, fine. If you don’t, you don’t need to. I don’t want this turning into thirty comments from people who weren’t involved.

She says she didn’t copy me.

I think the similarities are too specific, especially taken together.

Those are the positions.

What irritates me is not even `”she used blue”` or `”she has stars”` because that would make me sound deranged. It’s the collection. It’s recognising the arrangement, wording, little personal things. Bambolina bothers me most because it has a reason for existing in my life. Yuri calls me that. It isn’t a nickname I selected from a list called Cute Internet Names.

And now `”falsità e ipocrisia.”`

Right.

Valerio messaged briefly today too. I want to be fair to him because he did not create this situation. He showed me his girlfriend’s weblog during a conversation. I genuinely don’t think he realised I would open it and recognise anything. So please don’t turn this into `”Valerio exposed her”` or whatever dramatic version people are already constructing. He sent a link. I looked.

The rest happened because apparently the Internet is a village with modems.

Remember me, Eclipse.