Now someone is going to google "lamest blog on earth" and get mine. Oh well.
It just hit me that the last post was so bad I ought to just delete it and remain silent. See, the problem is that this is my place to think with my fingers but the only thing I think about these days is something I just can't share with all of you right now.
I can say that I am deeply unhappy and would appreciate your prayers as I try to deal with some things. Things that have made me so sad and nervous that my gut is palpably twisting almost every minute of the day. This is not to worry anyone but just to say, as so often we do not, that I need your help. Let me hold your hand for just a minute, please. Tell me a joke so I don't forget how to laugh.
OK, now this really is the lamest blog on earth.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
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Q: Why did the cookie go to the hospital?
A: because he was feeling crumb-y!
Q: Who is Peter Pan's worst smelling friend?
A: Stinkerbell!
I love you
Heh, you really want 'anything?'
In that case, your hand can be usefully employed in my (or in fairness many better) engorgements.
Some of which are so accidental as to deny the cuase. Others mainfest causes after te fact.
Three Popes walk into a bar...
No, you can't have the lamest blog on earth. I don't need any more competition in that category! :)
I like fall, esp. in Phoenix. Although it just sort of goes from "blast furnace hot" to "pleasantly warm." No falling leaves unless the rich people have their palm trees trimmed.
Sending you "good energy" to help your ongoing angst... :)
Since there's no mechanism whereby I can edit a comment I made to a blog, I'll just add a comment to say, WTF was I thinking?
I think I meant to make a joke along the lines of the lamest response on earth. Anyway, you go girl (and keep going, if you're about what I think you are at the moment).
I'm sorry to hear you're having such a hard time. I'll be sure to pray for you.
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