Catching up on my Google Reader this morning, I did my usual quick skim, half-attention catch up. As I scrolled down through the latest post by Ask And Ye Shall Receive, my name jumped out. (Actually, it was more like it reached through the monitor and smacked me upside the head.)
So, I backed that page up and started really reading, while the little commentary played in my head.
"Oh, shit!
I'm not ready for this.
Crap, this is gonna hurt.
Where was my A-game?
Oh, what A-game? I never had any A-game.
Snark! There's no snark! They'll hate it!
Oh.
Wait.
Shit! She doesn't hate it!"
Thank you Calamity, for not tearing me apart. And for acknowledging something very near and dear to my heart - punctuation. (A red pen and some time alone with a piece of writing is what I call a hot date).
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Jayna,
I don't know what part of the south you are moving to, but if it's near Tallahassee, drop me a line on the blog. There are a couple of bloggers here who occasionally get together for drinks. ;)
I know what you mean, I felt exactly the same way when it was my turn. Sort of exhilarated and horrified and unable to look and unable to look away and ohgoodgod just hurry up and scroll down to look for the flaming fingers....
So. You want to join my "Calamity for President" campaign?
;)
Woo hoo! Congratulations, hon!
My pleasure, dahling. Yes, do let us know where(ish) in the south you'll be.
And lookie here! I reviewed Maggie and CMGD! It's like a reunion.
Oooh ooh ooh, Hi Calamity!! I love you! Mwuah muwah muwah
why you never call??
*sniff*
I do call. Well, comment on your blog, that is. You just don't know it because I use my alter-ego. ;)
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