I'm sure you can read between the lines. Peter insists I said the name of one of our friends wrong, twice. I insist that I didn't. He can't let things go and I have to have to last word.
Childish? Perhaps. But what's the point of having a blog if you can't use it to get your most deeply held beliefs across?
I don't believe in censorship, so I'm not going to delete your comment, Mr. Anonymous (*cough-peter*). But if you want the last word, you are going to have to get your own damn blog.
Because, for the love of all that is good and holy -
Five years ago, I traded baseball for camogie, snow for rain, Lake Michigan for Dublin Bay, and pumpkin-spiced coffee for Barry's Classic Tea. On balance, it was a good trade. Except for the coffee. And the overcrowding, high house prices, long commutes, and other nuisances of Dublin. So last year, we've moved to a small village in the middle of County Cork.
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I'm sure you can read between the lines. Peter insists I said the name of one of our friends wrong, twice. I insist that I didn't. He can't let things go and I have to have to last word.
Childish? Perhaps. But what's the point of having a blog if you can't use it to get your most deeply held beliefs across?
Did too!
This must own the award for most useful post in a blog. Evah!
I don't believe in censorship, so I'm not going to delete your comment, Mr. Anonymous (*cough-peter*). But if you want the last word, you are going to have to get your own damn blog.
Because, for the love of all that is good and holy -
I DIDN'T!!!
Fence - Thanks, I think. :) it's a lot cheaper than counseling.
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