Bad Blogger
Sorry guys, it's just my mother taught me if you haven't anything nice to say don't say anything at all.
Might take a while.
Give me a week, or two.
Might take a while.
Give me a week, or two.
posted by crafty at
16:20
15 Comments:
Hmm, I know what you mean...
...but rest assured, dear Crafty, that we enjoy a bit of The Snark :)
I felt this coming on last week too. I have stopped watching the news and listening to what is going on in our community. It just pisses me off to the point of irrational.
Oh can't you just bitch to us and be done with it?
We can help, we really can! And if we can't, we will really give you something to get the shits about...?
Let's have it. A good surly post about bad, bad things. You WILL feel better! And if not, I can loan Abby to you and let her paint lovely, lovely murals on your walls with a variety of mediums: vaseline, markers, crayons, pencil, fingernail scrapings, soap, shampoo, handcream, and on and on and on. Thanks, I need a drink now. :-)
Then there's my favorite version of that adage, "If you can't say anything nice, come sit by me!"
Here's a big virtual hug: ((((( )))))
Hmmmm ... know this feeling ..
Feel free to bitch if that is what you want!
maybe you need a dose of come the revolution - talk to sussanah, she does not trust people who do not bitch
Thanks guys.
It's just that there are some things I'm not prepared to bitch about here, in this particular place.
And others I haven't decided if I'm prepared to talk about here, in this particular place.
Also, I'm working on something. I have that everything getting on top of me feeling, and need to stop thinking about blogging for a bit, but I'm still prepared to visit all of you.
Well feel free to come over for a cuppa if you need to spill. (Unless it's me that is giving you the irrits!) I won't tell the others, promise.
What!
I always say, if you haven't got anything nice to say, then come sit by me!
When feeling like this, I always like a like a little Rage Against the Machine "Killing in the Name", nothing better than "mooootherfucker" at near ear bleeding levels, it is cathartic.
Take your time. We'll wait.
If you tell stomper, I want to know too! She has all the fun, cos she sees people. (not like Sixth Sense "I see dead people" but like (that one's for Soozadoo), she goes to lunch and has coffee with people and stuff.
Sometimes I do the mental bitch out thing: where you visualize the argument with bitchee in your head.... but then the real thing is a big disappointment.... They never say what they are SUPPOSED to say (i.e. what I had planned in my head) so I don't get to use all my pre-prepared lines on them. Dammit. Cyberhugs for you!
Oh hellooo, I found you on Lee's blog and decided to pop over.
Will visit again when you are back!
Perth regards.
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