Utter Inanity. Beware. Tomorrow I am leaving, on a jet plane, to go to Tejas to see my family and Acorn. I'd link her, but she's a locked lame-o. Hehehehe. So I fucked up pretty bad, because I thought that my flight was leaving Saturday. So I have three reactions going on right now that I planned on taking care of tomorrow. And I think that I told Azaya's dad the wrong info as well. It's strange that no one has caught it, because I told tons of people I would be gone the 15th through the 30th, and that I was leaving Saturday. It was a collective brain fart. Incidentally, I hate that phrase. I remember taking Pre-Calculus, or some such class, no wait, I think it was chemistry, no, it was calculus, I remember now, and there was this guy who would say that. The first time I heard it, I couldn't believe my ears! Farts? Gross! My brain farting? Sacrilege! It is inconceivable that my brain would fart. My butt doesn't even fart, but my kids know otherwise, the poor creatures. The problem is that now, damn it, I can't think of a different way of saying brain fart. It was a collective misunderstanding. Nope. It was a collective mind mess up. Maybe? Any suggestions from my five readers? |