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Leaving on a jet plane–to get my brain back

§ March 15th, 2006 § Filed under Uncategorized § No Comments

Sometimes my own really really stupid jokes crack me up a bit more than they should. Took me ten hours yesterday to get my taxes together; should have taken an hour at the most. Feel really brain drained. READ THE POST BELOW, I LIKE IT

Somebody asked a question about blog stats yesterday and I gave an answer I could tell was wrong when answering but couldn’t figure out what it was. After I finished my tax things, realized what was wrong about the answer and felt totally stupid.

Been feeling that a lot lately On both slow and fast motion. Will post from Puerto Rico once or twice and get caught up on comments. Thanks for being so loyal anyway.

Was going to write strictly about my favorite show Boston Legal–yes even the return of The Soprano’s comes second–though very close, but I had some comments that seemed to misunderstand my post from the day before. Before I knew it, it was 2:30 AM. Prefer answering in my own comfort zone which is my blog.

And I rule my blog. Don’t hesitate to delete comments. Don’t want to get into debates; too time consuming, and meaningless usually. Sometimes I used to literally imagine, spam–the kind they eat in Hawaii, worms, and truly gross people rising up from laptop. Don’t have that fear since I came to the startling conclusion that people can post whatever they want to without having to defend their lives away. It took almost a year to reach that point. But when I did…

Blogs aren’t covered under the First Amendment. Will not be put into positions anymore where people feel they can question the validity of my morals, my beliefs and so on. Keep on stressing this, because I keep on deleting comments.

Have a cold; am traveling Delta Song which means I couldn’t upgrade to first class which is less whatever than coach used to be, and I always get sick if I’m in coach, always, which is why I have a damn sky miles card.

Began when I went to the former Soviet Union when it still was, and took eight Aeroflot’s. The planes were so filthy I could feel the dust mites get into every upper body orifice.

I’m really boring myself here and really beginning to feel sorry for me which is stupid but not, because I don’t want to be sick on this trip.

So I really really almost definitely, will probably not post again until next Tuesday