You know, I realize it’s close to the end of the day and I haven’t really posted. Not here, anyway. I did have a post on Word-Whores about writing dreams, and what they mean to me (or don’t.) And I had a nicely self-righteous rant about fanfiction and plagiarizing on my other blog (which may or may not have been warranted. Probably not, in fact. And for which I did apologize later. But still.)
I hesitate to say it’s a hormonal thing, but I have noticed that I definitely get rantier during certain times of the month. One of these days I’ll heed my own inner warning and just step away from the keyboard, but until then I suppose I’ll just keep shoving my foot further into my mouth.
Now please pass the chocolate before I cut you.
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