~ggls~ Well...I know I sort of knew that anyway...but I'm stuck in a bunch of people who talk quite openly about things that make my skin want to slide off and crawl out under the door.
But then, I guess sometimes I talk about those things too - it's just that I only do it when I want to get a reaction. It's not that I don't mean it - just that, unless I wanted a reaction, I'd never say it aloud.
~shakes head~ I've got people I cannot stand who think they're my friends. I've got people I'd love to have as my friends who think I can't stand them. I should have *known* this would happen again; it's LiveJournal, something always goes wrong.
Thank god for Val - at least I know her and she doesn't make me want to scream "Look, will you just stop talking bollocks for a minute!" every hour or so.
Last time I was on LJ I started talking bollocks too, thanks to a dear little kelpie (read : I want to kill him, but it's nothing personal) who needs no introduction. I'm going to struggle not to, this time - no matter how many floating-on-rivers-of-ecstasy-oh-the-blo
Sorry. /rant. I promise.