Working late, trying to get home to clean the apartment, thinking about what I'm going to write to an editor concerning a rewrite, not to mention thinking about when I want to call Mom about Dad and his health, making time to visit home this weekend, dealing with other personal issues I won't get into here, and I can't help but get this out of my system:
Person from Revere that clicks to me from Reb's blog: Who are you? And why does it seem that you only stay on my blog for a second and run away as if from a bad smell?
(Actually, a lot of people seem to do that. Maybe it's because they reject Site Meter's cookies. Would it kill some of ya to take 'em just for a little while?)
I have officially lost any claims to not being insecure. Oh, well, not that they were ever believable.
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