You earned it – a soothing tea or massage or even a letter from an old friend. Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me, unless you post it in comments, in which case, it is public. Don’t you get it? The entire world [that has access to the internet with aol or NAME IT] can see it??
So don’t do it and then come crying to me that everyone knows your secret. It’s out and the past is the past and that is what the past taught me–that the past is just that–the past.
And don’t mis and-or overuse dashes–em or otherwise–it’s poor form, like too much sausage at a party, or lite beer at a wedding. Just reading this makes me feel sick. I’m going to go lay down.
The rest of you, get back to work–we’re not paying you to sit here and listen to me. Besides all that, you should know better.
Someone go get me some floss, I think I have black pepper stuck in my teeth. It feels like there is something in a cuspid and it tastes burny like black pepper or sassgrass.