I love everybody who reads my blog.

I love everybody who posts sweet nothings to me in the comments.

I love that half of you are almost as whacked as I’ve become; it makes me feel like less of a total freak and more like I’m quasi-normal.

I mostly want to say, “I’m not worthy.”

It’s amazing how helpful it is to read, “I know what you mean, that’s happened to me before.”

I think I am so self-involved that it truly amazes me that the things that happen to me have happened to other people before and I never even knew it.

Smootches!

 

3 Responses to Love

  1. Sista says:

    I’m so terrible at commenting. I’m a loyal reader but not so good at commenting. *i’m holding out my hand for the ruler…

  2. V says:

    Add one more….

  3. Mush says:

    LOL!

    Commenting isn’t required, dear ones.

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