It’s official: I’m doomed. Hit the tip jar so that I can flee to Argentin… well, that joke isn’t going to be funny any more for the GOP, is it? So hit the tip jar so that I can flee to Atlanta for the RS Gathering.
Dude, I feel ya.
I like to keep my life nice and compartmentalized. Not because *I* am that interesting. It’s just that *THIS* group of friends/acquaintances can’t believe that I could possibly be acquaintances/friends with *THOSE* people.
I find it’s best when the topics can keep from being “but, seriously, why would you even *TALK* to people like that?”
Heh. I get that. In both directions. 🙂
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