Still histrionic, still a bookwhore; just faking competence because of my kid.
i've choked on my words for far too long
It's not the length of life, but the depth.
This is my mind, it’s not supposed to make sense.
Where Sarcasm Gets Drunk and Lets Its Hair Down
Shining the light of truth on delusion
Researching, investigating, and writing about the paranormal.
You either get it... or you don't.
Inky blackness, a yawning void ~
"Eye Fly High"
A weekly series edited by Jena Schwartz
Read. Ingest the words. Like little blue pills, they will affect you.
the stories behind the pictures, and vice versa
Just my thoughts for all to behold
🍃 Fully Living The Unfinished Things Of Life Through Writings. 🍃
A baking and dessert blog.
Writer, Tarot Reader, Designer
a little bit of this and a little bit of that
Seeking Beauty Beyond the Scars
The home of Emma O'Brien
The musings of a scorpion who would have been an eagle
I blog now. I know, I can't believe it either.
Paul Johnson's comedy blog: I didn't get into comedy to be rich or famous. All I've ever wanted was to be loved...by somebody rich and famous.
You are so funny.
This morning I read the ‘about’ page of a gal’s blog who is a freelance editor/proofreader/writer. And then I get to the part about her “laying around on the couch eating cheese” or something. And then I thought, “why would I hire as a proofreader someone who can’t tell the difference between lying and laying?” And it sorta pissed me off. And then I read this…and it made me realize that sometimes our little anal brains focus on one thing, like the typo or the wart on someone’s face, and it colors how we see the whole picture.
Thanks for the chuckle. I don’t want to be a sandwich, but I think that’s spelled with an ‘e’, also. 😉
Life is perfectly imperfect. And it beats the hell out of the alternative.
I know I am not anywhere close to being perfectly grammatically correct, or using punctuation, and spelling everything right, all the time. But holy hell, I have come across some blogs I can’t even read because there are so many typos and your/you’re mistakes it just makes my brain hurt. Sad. . .I hate to be like that, but damn! lol
I’m with ya there. Sometimes passion overrules perfection, eh?
I’m so far from perfect, yet always trying to be perfect.
Even Mary Poppins only considered herself ‘practically perfect’ in every way. Just be the perfect you. Everyone else is already taken.
So true Stuck, so true!! 🙂
Their are so mini type-os in sum blogs. Your rite about that! It’s usably too hard to reed thoughs kinds of blogs.