person to admit when I was wrong.
As it turns out, Anonymous Comment Writer whose
comment I was making fun of yesterday turned out to be kidding about my Ironic
Use of Words, and I just took it wrong and ended up talking smack about them.
Bad writer! Bad! Turns out, they think I"m funny, and they are actually
entertained by the fact that sometimes I malign products and this
generates ads for the very things I am slandering. They were even nice enough to explain this in another comment posted to the very blog post where I was slandering THEM. Wow. That is a cool person.
comment I was making fun of yesterday turned out to be kidding about my Ironic
Use of Words, and I just took it wrong and ended up talking smack about them.
Bad writer! Bad! Turns out, they think I"m funny, and they are actually
entertained by the fact that sometimes I malign products and this
generates ads for the very things I am slandering. They were even nice enough to explain this in another comment posted to the very blog post where I was slandering THEM. Wow. That is a cool person.
Yikes. I guess the only thing to do is apologize
and move on, eh? Stephan will vouch for the fact that I have been married long
enough to have uttered the words "I was wrong" more than once, and I am doing
that now. Also, if it makes you feel any better, I totally got taken to task by
one of my friends from high school for my frequent use of the improper word
"alot" in my writing, like "why should I be picking on someone else when I am
using wrong grammar anyway?" I also will say "touche" to that one, as I am a
flagrant invoker of poetic license when it comes to the word "alot" and several
others. It's true, I shouldn't even be throwing stones. I suppose I just try
to take the pain of rejection and turn it into something funny, people! Laugh
through the pain!
and move on, eh? Stephan will vouch for the fact that I have been married long
enough to have uttered the words "I was wrong" more than once, and I am doing
that now. Also, if it makes you feel any better, I totally got taken to task by
one of my friends from high school for my frequent use of the improper word
"alot" in my writing, like "why should I be picking on someone else when I am
using wrong grammar anyway?" I also will say "touche" to that one, as I am a
flagrant invoker of poetic license when it comes to the word "alot" and several
others. It's true, I shouldn't even be throwing stones. I suppose I just try
to take the pain of rejection and turn it into something funny, people! Laugh
through the pain!
On a totally different note, I am doing a reading
in the desert on Friday, in the same mall where I used to work in high school, at a Barnes & Noble that did not even exist when I lived there..
After that I am attending (crashing?) the Class of 89 reunion that is occurring
this weekend, even though I graduated after that and have no business being
there. Look for me in pictures on Facebook. I will be the one with the pale
eyelashes, misusing the word "alot."
in the desert on Friday, in the same mall where I used to work in high school, at a Barnes & Noble that did not even exist when I lived there..
After that I am attending (crashing?) the Class of 89 reunion that is occurring
this weekend, even though I graduated after that and have no business being
there. Look for me in pictures on Facebook. I will be the one with the pale
eyelashes, misusing the word "alot."