Henry David Thoreau once said, "You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds."
Perhaps the same could be said about yours truly. There's a dash of eccentricity in me, just enough to keep me sane; a dollop of obsessive compulsiveness , just the right amount to keep me from flipping the last proverbial flip that may break the camel's back; an ounce of rage, just enough to keep the strangers who piss me off from driving me up the wall; and a bucket load of hopeless romanticism to keep it all in check. To top it all off, I'm a lover of tradition, an old soul who would have probably found a better footing in the world had I been born in the rat pack era. In this blog, I speak my mind, and say my peace, sarcasm is the name of the game and brute honesty is my forte. Don't like what you see? Navigate your cursor to the top right corner of your screen, click on the big X and see if I give a tiny rat's derriere. With all that said, welcome to my lair.
In the words of Groucho Marx, "If you find it hard to laugh at yourself, I would be happy to do it for you."
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it just gets so tiring when people keep saying, "i'll see how it goes. i can't promise anything yet. but i will call you later." it's like, yeah i'll see you if i have no other plans. what am i? the last resort? so you'll see me only if i don't interfere with your other plans? so you go on making all sorts of plans with different people, and i get shoved somewhere in between your dental appointment and taking out the trash? i'm getting sick and tired of listening to "no promises" over and over again. yeah so you do show up even when you say "no promises" sometimes, but that's not the point. i hate venting about these things on my blog, especially when it's open for everyone to read, but sometimes i just feel so angry. i write and i vent. and no i don't keep a personal diary, so this is where it all comes out. i don't care what you people think. i already warned you that this blog is no cupcake filled ride through the meadows. i'm just a girl who is allowed to get upset when things bother her.
sure, i'll fix it.....oh but wait, let me check my schedule first and get back to you.
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