... that complicated the whole thing.
Is it just me or does anyone else think the sentence "it's quite simple, for me that is" should be a criminal offense punishable by a punch to the face?
I am me, all of the time, I can be a friend or a foe. I can be sincere or shallow, I can be humorous or dark. I can be many things, so know this what you are getting at that time it is me, it is not a front I will always answer your questions.
... that complicated the whole thing.
Is it just me or does anyone else think the sentence "it's quite simple, for me that is" should be a criminal offense punishable by a punch to the face?
Why, as we get older do we insist on ignoring the fact the we are getting older. We dress younger than we should, talk younger than we should, we try to be friends with our kids instead of parents. Why do we not understand that with age comes wisdom not irrelevance? We seem to think that once we hit a certain age the world views us as obsolete, last years model, when instead we should be seen as proof of past, example of future, and the holder of the present.
Evil banana was a d+ck and nobody liked him. One day Evil Banana pissed off the wrong hungry cubicle dweller. Evil banana got handled!
... to bad the neighborhood sucks!
Have you ever had one if those days where it might possibly be easier to run a crime syndicate than it is just to live your day to day life.
Today was one of those days. I would have much rather had to order a hit on a crooked uncle, payoff some dirty cops, made an offer some one couldn't refuse, or avoid the FBI, but no what do I get to do, I get to sit in my cubicle, stare at a computer screen, and deal with idiot people all day. Yeah I'm pretty sure mob boss would have been a better career choice.
It happened a few days ago the digital apocalypse of my social media life! I deleted it all Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook, Instagram, and even Myspace. I am almost entirely off the grid, except for Blogger of course. How could I get rid of the one outlet that never judged me for my continuing fascination with world domination, deathrays, mass midget annihilation, and if course the ever present task of plotting the demise of that energizer bunny. Going, going, gone bunny ears time to collect a pink fuzzy rabbits foot!