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Everyone should reach the age...

...to where they just instinctively KNOW to shut their yaps, count to 10 and THEN say something. And YET.

Just a lovely thought during a painful day. I'm sure the excruciating update will occur when I break free and get a chance.

This was the most pointless entry I've ever made.

And resist the urge to go against what I've said. Read my userpage three times, but don't fall into the trap of "let's fight on Terri's JOURNAL/DIARY" or you'll be hit pretty hard. I'm not feelin' very well.


Wait. This is 2009. I shouldn't have to start the year off stating the ever so obvious, and should simply say "I'm glad I have friends in my life who ARE smart, exercise discretion, and respect what I have to say about myself and things around me."

There. Flipped that switch.

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none_too_subtle
Jan. 2nd, 2009 10:44 pm (UTC)
Go back, REREAD MY USERPAGE RULES.

No "acting out" will be allowed here. Ever. Not now, not tomorrow, not ever.

This is /my/ diary. Not yours. Take a dump there but not here.

[/lecturing
ayoub
Jan. 2nd, 2009 11:52 pm (UTC)
A good switch to flip :D
none_too_subtle
Jan. 3rd, 2009 12:31 am (UTC)
Ja, but it takes someone with a brain to recognize it for what it is. lol :D You're in the group, naturally :)
ayoub
Jan. 3rd, 2009 02:59 pm (UTC)
I try... :D

How are you today?
none_too_subtle
Jan. 4th, 2009 10:04 pm (UTC)
Gah! I never got notification of this reply. My day has been crazy (like the people I've had to deal with), but I straightened that out /quick/. :D
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Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
The lady of situations.
Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card
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