It's going to be slow. There's only so much energy to go around and by the time it's the blog's turn it's all runned out.
Sorry, but I'm not going to apologise for disappearing.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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'She's talking to that mirror again, farther?' says Misst Craddock. Father Cradock turns round slowly from the book he is eating and explains that it is just a face she is going through and they're all the same at that age.
11 comments:
"Sorry, but I'm not going to apologise for disappearing."
So you're apologising for the lack of apology? :)
(sorry, couldn't resist)
rahul: no, sorry, i'm not. that was a deliberate hook left in to see who'd comment. :D
(glad you couldn't resist).
"no, sorry, i'm not."
Now you're apologising for not apologising for the lack of apology?
(This can go on until the heat death of the universe...)
Damn Rahul beat me to it.
By hook or by crook we will get you to apologise. Thats us. Yeah.
"Sorry, but I'm not going to apologise for disappearing."
Attagirl! Nor should one ever apologise for appearing...
Same to same here. i.e. the disappearing bit.
However, do keep coming back more often. :-)
Attagirl! Nor should one ever apologise for appearing...
Easy for a Cheshire cat to say that.
Take it easy, SB.
kbpm: I just did, only in another post. :D
cat: see above. I just did. Besides, don't you think arrivals deserve apologies?
km: it's always easy for cats. and thanks for that dylan link.
banno: missed your comment, don't know how. what do you mean, 'same to same'?! you're blogging! about pigeon shit too.
We should form a club called "We'll post when we want to and you'll still read it demmit - and like it!"
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