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caddymanI have just spent an inordinately large chunk of the afternoon sorting out papers so that I can actually fit stuff into the stupid little knitting bag things (LJs passim) we’ve had to carry our bits and pieces around in since we were “SpaceFlexed”.
It’s done now and it’s quite cathartic. In the spirit of tidying up, I see that someone has dropped me from their friends’ list unannounced. Well, there’s nothing like a little tidying up there, too, tit-for-tat style. If I’m not interesting or friendly enough for he, he not interesting enough for me, neither. So nyah.
Acting like a five year old can be cathartic, too.
It’s done now and it’s quite cathartic. In the spirit of tidying up, I see that someone has dropped me from their friends’ list unannounced. Well, there’s nothing like a little tidying up there, too, tit-for-tat style. If I’m not interesting or friendly enough for he, he not interesting enough for me, neither. So nyah.
Acting like a five year old can be cathartic, too.