okay. i was trying to be nice, perhaps a little sad and mopey, hoping for a little bit of compassion. but noooo. okay. you're not talking to me? i'm not talking to you either. until someone other than the usual suspects (and you know who you are j, p and t) writes me a goddman comment, i am going to write my nonsense down on post it notes, make teeny tiny paper airplanes and throw them off my balcony. no more blogging.
p.s. ckua is playing "i'd like to teach the world to sing" WHY? what is wrong with you, baba? dear god, i am nauseous!