latest update on the love letter posted this morning:

i'm not the kinda girl to keep a letter like that to herself. i have quite a history of harassing various companies and people when they're doing retarded stuff (like having a concert ticket promotion for the boys dept and nada for the chicks, jerking me around about photo developing, or printing my vegas checks way to freaking light); 9 times out of 10 i get some kind of response from the company involved, and i'd say maybe half the time they bend over backwards to try and get me to remain a loyal customer.

so i went to kid rock's website, looking for a way to send the guy my words of... not support... disdain. i guess that's the best word for it. and the only way to email anything to anyone is to join the fan club. which i am never ever going to do. so that's that. the end.