My handle on the net is "IcePrincess" and for good reason. My ex best friends husband used to come on to me all the time and when I told him off in front of her, he called me that name to hurt me somehow. I told him thank you and told her to fuck off if she didn't leave him. Which explains why shes my ex best friend.

[I'd be your ex-friend too. You don't have the right to tell her how to live.]

I used that name for my web design company as well to get in good with the higher-ups at [www.namechangedtoprotecttheinnocent.com]. Who also pissed me off after I bitched about a ISP they were partners with in a local newsgroup, which made it out to other newsgroups. Hey, I was telling the truth!

[Oh yeah, you're the regular troublemaker. Yawn.]

They were gonna keep me, as long as I change my email address with [site deleted]. I told the head of the show, [censored and email link removed], to fuck off. The name did get me noticed and got me and my sites on tv.

[Which is what you were after all along.]

Which helped piss off my ex best friend even more, because I was using the name he used to try to hurt me, IcePrincess.

[I thought he was the husband of your ex best friend. Boy, did you do them a favor.]

I've been told I've got more balls than some women have in thier little finger and I take that as a complement.

[That's really like saying that you're a prince among kings. Women don't HAVE balls in their little finger.]

Actually my husband suggested this site. He is married to a bitch and like's it that way.

[So where do you fit in?]

He doesn't like whimps. I live in the same house as my mother-in-law and *I* run this house and have told her off several times.

[Don't you think it's time that you and your manager/hubby move out of the basement?]

I run a private email list called "[Too Big a Target]" because of another email list I run, where some just get on your goddamned nerves and it's a place for the bitches to vent and to sometime plan and get revenge on the stupid whiney ass ppl on the other list.

[I can't tell you how much it warms the fire of lameness to have a list to seek revenge on people from a different mailing list, both of which are yours. Not to mention how schizophrenic that is.]

And when ppl get out of line on the other list, (which has 200 on it)

[Which translates into web hits, don't you know.]

which I do allow a lot of off topic emails, the true bitch comes out and it (whatever the problem is) stops there and then.

[All you have is two faces and you still can't keep them straight.]

A lot of my bitchiness comes from years as internet tech support. People who don't know how to run fucking computers should not be allowed on the net without fully reading "Internet for Dummies", which should be renamed "Internet for Dumbasses".

[Then you'd be out of a job. Think.]

I run a webcam.

[Synchronized monitor wiping in 5...4...3...2....]

It clearly states not to ask to see me smile or see anything. I still get requests to see me naked. So I reply about them being a fucking moron that can't read and direct them to this page [a page that merely reads "Me Naked." Ho hum.]. I love my Journal [link removed. (I think the word "self" works better than "journal" here)]. Great place to vent and bitch.

[I know a better one.]

In all, if I'm not accepted, thats cool too. I know I'm a true bitch and don't need a group to confirm it.

[Either way you get the publicity and webhits you crave.]

But I do like being around other true wemon that don't take shit from others.

[Especially not this load.]

One Liner:
"Where ever you go, there you are. Make damn sure they know you're there and that you ain't gonna take any shit!"

[IcePrincess motto: "Whenever you can, be the loudest. Volume, not quality, is what matters."]