Grump.
As my life gets busier, I get less and less tolerant of tango, and at the moment I have a few things I'd love to write about, but they would be through bitch-colored glasses, and I'd just rather wait until I don't want to strangle anyone. So when my life quiets down and I can hear myself thinking, I'll try to spell some things out with less vitriol than right now. For now, sleep.
4 comments:
Sweet dreams.
When you're ready....i'm ready to hear it! "Bitchey glasses" might be "honest glasses" ya know!
Well now you got us really curious.
I would prefer to hear the grumps, then to hear nothing at all!
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