housekeeping

New year, new number, new look – same address. Hope you can find everything.

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Don’t you love it when you stand up for yourself and in the process discover who is merely a passing acquaintance and who is real? Oh, internet, you fickle bitch. I think I know how someone will behave and they surprise me, every time.

There are lots of things that make me think of this, but I’m particularly reminded of this today when I look at my (pitiful) stats, seeing one of my top commentors’ wp identities and wishing someone could wipe her name off the list. A year and a half later and I’m still not fully over getting dumped in a heap by someone I thought was a true friend.

But then, I figure, I am the common denominator here. Must be all my fault.

 

Oh, sorry. I’m just over here indulging in some negative self-feedback as I spew out a short, non-sexy blog post.