Dear Lovely Peeps of tut Bloggus-Sphere!
I need to make a quick apology to all you sweet and kind people, who have left comments on various posts over the last few weeks
What can I say except – I need an admin related boot up the ass 🙂
I started replying to comments in reverse order, and then I switched tactics and began with the newest one’s, and somewhere along the line, my replies appeared everywhere…all dotted in between yours, and I kinda lost the plot!
Sooooo….I just wanted to say THANK-YOU muchly. I really appreciate your thoughts on my spillages. They have picked me up when I was down, encouraged me to spill when I was dry, warmed my cockles; made me all mooshy at points…humbled me and surprised me too. Sorry that by the time I reply, you may well have forgotten ever leaving a little note in the first place :0
I’m getting on it, pronto-ish! 😉
Grateful Blogger/Admin Abomination
Mere days ago, I was naively celebrating freeeeeee software that limits the amount of time you can spend on certain sites…
And this led to Word-Press rations 😦
All was well (ish), until Vine attempted to alter the settings due to me pleading with him to give me a 2 hour slot, (as I’m sick of editing posts and adding pictures, at the speed of an amphetamine addict, before the page disappears!)
Shockingly 😉 The freeeeeee software has all gone ‘Pete Tong’! I can’t access any of word press, bar my own page, and some options on my dashboard
I can no longer check the read blogs page, I can’t browse topics, nor tags, and neither can I go to the stats page! CRUEL! Read the rest of this entry
I finally cried for you
Don’t misunderstand me; I’ve cried for us before… I cried buckets; and I’ve cried for me…but until that night, I didn’t really see how it was for you.
An innocent song led to a not so innocent song… and it was as though someone had knocked down a gargantuan damn, and the memories of you just drowned me
If I knew where you lived or where you were sleeping right then, I’d have got in the car and knocked your door down, just so I could hold you and tell you how sorry I was
How sorry I am
I didn’t think there were any feelings left. I say your name a lot still, but I had no idea all this weight was hiding inside, along with your name
In my head… I re-played one of the songs I wrote for you and every sweet thing that resides in your soul, came back for me all at once.
When you came into my life, I was broken and I wasn’t ready for you. I was so far off of ready I couldn’t see straight. But I also couldn’t fight it, I was obsessed with you and until a few weeks ago, I’d totally wiped that from my memory.
How, I don’t know Read the rest of this entry