Post edited 3:31 pm – September 23, 2010 by cmb
I've actually gone full circle with writing… it used to be that I wrote and wrote and wrote and never got any replies, now I feel permanantly guilty that I don't write enough. I can probably point right now to five things in my inbox that deserve a thoughtful, wordy reply, but just don't have the time to write them,
so at best I'll scribble a note and fire it off. This really makes me really, really sad.
Actually, no, what I just said was a lie… I do have time to write them, just not the inclination. After a long day at work it's really hard to find the motivation to sit down and write a coherent, insightful, and hopefully witty letter. So I don't do it. And I feel guilty.
I also loved Ahm's speech about women's clothing. I have to admit it's not something I had ever thought about before, but she makes an awful lot of sense, it was really eye opening. I really hope that conversation makes one unthinking person other than me stop and consider things just for a second!
annthrop said:
Btw
I also pictured a milk parade when I heard the words "milk float". Hard
not to laugh given Craig's predicament, which somehow became incidental
next to the mental image of marching bands and floats. But I was back
to feeling jelly legs when he gave the account on how the paramedic
fixed his knee.
I actually feel a bit guilty at the level of annoyance in my voice when Ahm was interrupting my totally awesome story to make a silly observation about milk floats, but I guess most people in the world will see it her/your way and now I just look like a dick.
Again.