I have a feeling that this blog is going to not only be all about me, it’s also going to be only about me. I see a little narcissism winking coyly at me in the mirror… And maybe I’ll include a little fun-poking at me friends’ bad English and worse grammar. I don’t do it…
“in stall”? Seriously? It disturbs me to think that my friend (a TEACHER) has such a loose grasp on the English language…
So, I wouldn’t say that 2013 has been a bad year, it just hasn’t been such a good one. You’d think that at my age (150) that I’d have learned from my mistakes, I would make good choices and I wouldn’t constantly get taken for a ride and taken for granted… Well, you’d be wrong.…
It’s for a damn good reason that stressed spelled backwards is desserts. No, not because of the usual reason. My thinking is that if I’m stressed (usually because of someone else, not self-inflicted) that the person causing the stress should get their “Just DESSERTS”. Yep. Let karma be the dirty little bitch that she is…
One Gigantic Monologue 