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2002-10-07
Who writes this script, anyway? That is, the one we live out. Because I have a few bones to pick with whoever it is. But don't get me wrong, I'm not in a pissed-off mood right now or anything. In fact, I feel quite good. I just got back into town and was going through my email and found a very nice note from my ex-husband. How totally cool. So I just sent him a reply, and with any luck we can renew our friendship or something. At least, that's what I'm hoping. That would be cool, methinks. But before I saw that email, I got two nasty ones, one from a friend of my most recent ex-boyfriend, and the other one from the ex-boyfriend himself. Apparently the stuff I have still over at his house is displeasing him greatly. Okay. Well, I didn't realize this but now that I do I'll get it out of there with great haste. Hopefully this will not be a big huge deal. Frankly, I miss my stuff and want it here anyway, and I've only delayed getting it because I didn't think it was bothering him and I've been busy, mostly hanging out down in Blanco. But anyway.... so this script-writer has a very highly developed sense of irony, a wicked twisted sense of humor, and... well more about the Author I guess I'll have to figure out as time goes on. And it's a game. Yes, I'm starting to sound weird again. I think I've earned my weird stripes by this point, don't you agree? But fear not, because I'm essentially mostly harmless. ;) |