Another one, gah. It is really unfortunate for me that November started on a Saturday. Those are my worst days for getting anything done. At least, next weekend I might have the momentum of a week of posts under my belt. Anyway, today was a hell of a day. It’s already past my bedtime, but I can say this. I don’t get people. Maybe this is the Asperger’s talking, but I don’t understand why people can’t just take what you say at face value. And I don’t understand painting everything in the worst possible light in order to hurt everyone, including yourself. And I don’t understand wanting to be a victim. And with those cryptic remarks, I will say goodnight.
But I promise to explain at least some of them tomorrow.