Damn, I'm sorry. My disposition is generally sunny, but that first day that it becomes clear I'm coming down with a cold, I'm genuinely suicidal. Take heart, it seems to be clearing up pretty quickly.
That's the guilt talking, isn't it? I bet you gave me this cold because I stole your look.
Or, you stole my cold the same way you stole my look. Just like you stole my "hooray, titties!" line. I'm getting a little tired of it, frankly.
If you believe " my disposition is generally sunny" and it's also true that "[e]verything on the blog is true in the sense that what I say happened happened, and what I say I think, I think....," then I'd say he's also stolen your sunny disposition, too. Though obviously not for use.
What, you don't think my posts are sunny?
They are a pale ray of sunlight in an otherwise cloudy world. (I cannot believe how much work goes into linking to prior comments; I'm stunned and impressed that w-lfs-n and others are able to have otherwise productive lives.)
w-lfs-n and others are able to have otherwise productive lives
you're making assumptions.
Michael, that snark might have been more effective if w-lfs-n hadn't just gotten in to a prestigious grad school, and the apostropher (to take another comment-linker) didn't have a job and family.
I was going to make that snark myself, actually.
I appreciate your chivalry on my behalf, though.
I think this should become the sunny, high self-esteem blog.
We love you-us: every him, her, and me. Huggity huggity, friends!
I was including myself in "others". I link to past comments, too, y'know. I'm fundamentally distrustful of the idea of a "productive life" anyway.
"I'm very cranky about this and will whine at length over the next few days unless my health miraculously improves."
Try my mantra: it's better than plague.
Or even knocking yourself senseless into the sidewalk. (Better now; still painful, that is, but, as I thought, nothing apparently broken.)