So I left up all the comments from The Epic Battle Between Captain America and Captain Canuck, and initially said I was not bothered by said E.B. taking place in my comments.
But on second thought, I've decided to be in a Towering Rage. A month or two ago I complained about all my political friends moving away. CLEARLY I was crying out for a political argument. And where my Supposed Friends there for me? Did they start a big assed argument in September or October?
No! They waited until November, when I'm supposed to be writing a novel in one month. I've been spending all my time composing emails to Captain America, and reading emails from Captain Canuck. Neither of whom I've heard from in months, and NOW she sends me emails about the history of civil rights and smug Canadians, and NOW he starts forwarding frothy email stories about Italian prime ministers? In NOVEMBER! Even my MOTHER commented, who never comments on my blog! What's wrong with you people!!
Nobody loves me. I go away and cries into my unwritten book.
sniffs... sniffs
2 comments:
*hugs Terri even though we're not Huggy People*
I have missed you too. :)
As for political arguments... Yeah. But see... I've been hunkered down in my bunker for a few months now waiting to find out whether or not queer folk with physical disabilities were going to be shipped off to the internment camps after all. Well, if we didn't die after losing our health care due to "pre-existing coniditons" first.
So, now I can live. And return to form as Resident Political Arguer.
Also, Captain America? Really... Dude, that was harsh.
Also... Was it not you who encouraged me to Feed the Inner Bitch more often?
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