- My brain has turned to mush.
- It is the height of self-righteousness to provoke people to anger with your condescending self-righteousness and then claim their expression of said anger as proof that you have the Spirit with you while they obviously do not.
- Endless debate about what is right and what is wrong tires me. It's such a relief to remind myself that I don't care.
- Can't we all just get along?
- My brain is still mush.
I completely agree. I get overwhelmed by blogs in my reader- but that's even after pretty much cutting out all of the religious discussion blogs which I just couldn't take on a daily basis anymore.
ReplyDeleteMy goodness, don't you read anything fun? It makes the brain less...mushy...
ReplyDeleteHmm. You don't read enough blogs if you only have 70+ blog posts in your reader after a week. I have that many waiting for me when I turn my computer on in the morning.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you on point two. Said twit has really irked me. I want to say mean and nasty things, but I won't pollute your blog with my comments.
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ReplyDeleteThat's because you put drugs on it.
mmmmm Brain-mush.
ReplyDeletedeeelicious.
(read aloud in creepy Frankenstein-esque voice)
Can't we all just get along?
Oh, how I wish we could. Seriously, I just get so tired of the constant bickering and tension and selfishness.
*sigh*
by the way, the super secret word of making sure I'm not a computer/robot was:
"qfoodwok"
which was strange because it is really almost a word. It is a wok in which you cook food made of "Qs" or is it a wok in which you make food for the "Qs", or, even interestinglyer, is it a wok belonging to the "Qs" and fashioned out of food?
So many questions...
was that me? did i say that? is that how it sounded? really, i didn't mean it, honest i didn't
ReplyDeletewhich was strange because it is really almost a word. It is a wok in which you cook food made of "Qs" or is it a wok in which you make food for the "Qs", or, even interestinglyer, is it a wok belonging to the "Qs" and fashioned out of food?
ReplyDeleteMaybe the Wok knows something.