I get worked up over little things, don’t I? Situations that wouldn’t bother most people eat away at me for hours, days, weeks … sometimes I think that writing about them will make me feel better.
Did you read yesterday’s post? Writing about the situation was supposed to help me; intsead, it left a permanent mark on my web log and the words are now etched in front of me, waiting to be re-read, re-lived. I contemplated deleting the post. I vowed, from from the start of this journey, I’d never do that.
So, today I’m writing again, a little sooner than I normally would, trying to erase some of yesterday’s damage. A few words, like a little cover up, whiting out that blemish of yesterday’s disillusionment.
Remember this: don’t let the bastards get you down!
Golly, gee whiz. Things seem to be appearing and disappearing on this web site as I seem to be having issues with Blogger lately. Please bear with me as I work through a few technical difficulties.The women’s font collective. I’ve always wanted my handwriting to be made into a font. My mom tells me to type letters to my grandma so she can actually read them; I suppose that would defeat the purpose if I used a font in my own handwriting, wouldn’t it?
T.J. calls this article “blog-worthy.” I think T.J. needs to get his own blog so the rest of us don’t have to do his linking for him! If you agree, you should email him!
I love the emails I get from the Brits: “Please feel assured that as requested I have now checked and amended your card details. Your goods with therefore be despatched to you within the next few days.” Why can’t we get such wonderful, personal service from the rest of the online retailers in the world?
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