...on the blog, not in the real world. The RW has been busy as all hell, not to mention uninspired as all heck. I think the lead up to the filibuster vote threw me. I just cannot fathom how criminal these Repugs are, and sometimes I have to look away. Why are people so calm while they ruin our country and the world? Enough!
And then after db said that he wasn't interested in the politico stuff on the blog -- which is curious because he lives all that other stuff with me, but he wants me to write it down anyhoo so he can say to me over dinner, "I could've had the winning RBI but you parked on 3rd!" -- I was like, I've got nothing to say! Um... one can only blog so much about one's dingo, eeeeek!y spiders, and not-interesting-to-anyone sportif contests, and I'm not about to get into anything personal. I don't even want to think about the so-called personal stuff; I can't imagine why anybody else would want to read about it, hell.
So. Y'all read Allied? Cos you should. This is a good chunk of what I wanted to say about not saying anything (w/ a healthy chuckle and a big wink but some seriousness, too).
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