Delusive Snippet #8
I don’t care.
No, really, I don’t. Stuff happens and it just flows over me and rolls away gracefully, like water off a swan’s back (shush, it’s my writing and I’ll mangle sayings as I see fit). Most of the time I just can’t fathom getting my knickers in a bunch over the trifles of daily life. Naturally, everyone has limits. Even someone as obnoxiously carefree as I am. You’ll very rarely come up against those well-camouflaged lines, though. If you should happen to, by chance, I have only one word of advice: run.
24 February 2008 at 7:46 pm
Kindly stop stealing snippets of my self-delusion.
24 February 2008 at 8:07 pm
Nah, I don’t care either. You’re right. It’s all water off a blogger’s back to me, darlin’.
[I’m not sure about that metaphor.]
25 February 2008 at 6:56 pm
Z: Only if you promise to stop stealing snippets of my sexy tenderness…
A Swan: I want to pluck your feathers and make myself a Bjork dress.
26 February 2008 at 5:14 pm
I can’t run before I can hop
26 February 2008 at 10:06 pm
Heh. Nice Bjork reference.