hear my lyrics, man
they all still think I’m disturbed
cut to the bridge now
It’s late (at night, but early for Wednesday), and I’ve posted some useless garbage haiku once again for all the world to see. Even though these are GREAT words to work with, unfortunately I’m in a conference all day Wednesday, and, well… this is what you get.
Thank you for your comments. It’s not not being published that’s bothering me–I used to be often and haven’t been trying.
It’s the continuing soap opera that’s my apartment. As I’m powerless to work faster than the workers, I’m obsessing–as that’s what I do best–over my invisible rss feed. I have a customized wp blog and the directions can’t work as I don’t have the tabs shown
But it’s my apartment that’s driving me crazy. NY is the only city where plumbers come to look not work when the job was explained to them in detail.
Again thanks for the comments. Thank you Bone for letting me, ha, use your comments for my personal soap box
OK, I’m just going to make 3WW my Thursday post. I like to put the words into my mouth, roll them around a bit, then spit them out. Please read this 3WW offering, but I’m curious what you guys think of my Wednesday post, so please check that out too.