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May 10, 2007
"Yeah the legs in the air comment was particularly tasteful."
You know when you do something really stupid?
Maybe you've had a little too much to drink and are feeling angry and bitter. Maybe you think that the person to which all that emotion is directed should be made aware of your angst. And so perhaps you decide to leave a nasty comment or two on their blog. Something that you are sure to regret in the clear light of day. Something that you hope is so out of character that it can be forgiven as an immature gesture gone terribly wrong.
For once, dear reader, it's not MY regret we're talking about.
Anyway, I've deleted the comments. To the several dozen people who saw them this morning and sent funny/concerned emails to me, all I can say is this: you read my blog WAY too early in the morning and I can't really be responsible for weeding out the badness before 10 a.m.. And I love you all. And no, I do not need the services of you, you're three best friends, and your bat. But I appreciate the thought.
I would spend the next few minutes sharing intimate details of my life (I have a blister on my toe from shoes that are now in the "purge pile", etc.), but I think I will instead take a walk outside to enjoy a bit of fresh air and the sweet smell of my intact dignity.*
* By "the sweet smell of my intact dignity" I actually mean "the pollen-soaked aura surounding my poor, spore-coverd car". Damn you, Claritin, I shake my fist in your direction!!
