Entry — December 11, 2011:
Damn! Christmas is two weeks away, and I’ve got to get some shopping done. This adventure in New Zealand is fantastic but leaves so little time for those things I used to do so easily.
And I’m not sure what I think of the fans anymore. Yes, I really appreciate them. I mean I really, really, really appreciate them, and I’ve said so over and over again, but I wonder if I can ever say it enough for them. Can I ever really satisfy some of these people? I can’t, but I want to. I don’t want them to think me a wanker. I am not a wanker! I wish they understood that I just can’t keep up the kind of intimacy we had in the beginning. I hate I can’t do that. I wish we could keep up the fun that happened then, but the newer fans who want that just aren’t going to get it. I’m only one person. And then there are the fans who think they really know me and want me to know them. Scary stuff at times and such a drain.
Note to self: compose another Christmas message and tell Mum to prepare for the deluge.
note from Frenz: Of course it’s another fake diary entry. My control freak has taken over again, so that I not only speak for myself but for everyone else that I can. :D And now for my canned disclaimer.
At no time in the writing of this entry did I imagine I was really speaking for Richard Armitage nor did I deceive myself into thinking I really know his thoughts. Therefore, there is no need to involve his agent or manager or publicist in what is supposed to be humorous. Of course I realize tone on the net is not always properly conveyed, and hey, I’m not a writer (I just have lots of crap I want to say), so I’m not taking the chance of being misconstrued. You do know this is supposed to be humorous? LOL! If not or if you are action fans RA picked up during the Strike Back airing, I put in LOL to make that clear.