Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Notice I didn't say "Twittering," which I think sounds pretty stupid. I said "teetering," as on the edge and in mortal danger of falling off. I prefer to have my life all neat and orderly, with each component working properly and all components working in conjunction with each other toward one common goal: serenity. That just ain't happening right now. My Feng Shui is all flubbed up, and you could say it has me feeling slightly off my feed and discombobulated. I'd say it has me pretty damned pissed off. What would make me feel better, tantric sex or a tantrum? Which do you suppose is within easy reach? Cross your fingers and mutter a few words in my behalf, please. Otherwise, it's only a matter of time -- and a precious short time at that -- before we see this. We don't want to see this.