I TELL YOU ROTTEN READERS I HIT A DEER AND NO ONE BOTHERS TO COMMENT AND MAKE SURE I'M ALIVE???????
HELLO?
ANYONE THERE?
I'M GOING ON A BLOGGING STRIKE UNTIL I GET SOME LOVE AND AFFECTION AND SOME HEARTFELT SYMPATHY AND CONCERN FOR MY WELLBEING.
HUMPH.
HUMBUG.
AND I'M FINE, THANKS FOR ASKING, YOU SLUGS.
FEELING IGNORED HERE IN CASE YOU COULDN'T TELL!! (AND IN CASE YOU COULDN'T TELL, THAT'S WHY I USED TWO EXCLAMATION POINTS. AND THE CAPS LOCK IS ON. FOR EMPHASIS).
Oh gosh, I'm soooo sorry! Please blame grad school, not my cold unfeeling heart. I'm glad to hear you're OK and I'll go back and catch up now :)
ReplyDeletehey! i said that i was glad you didn't get hurt hitting bambi! what? you don't even read MY comments???? now I need some love and attention!! what about ME????????
ReplyDeleteEverybody EXCEPT you and RiRi and Sarah, that is!!
ReplyDeleteoops. I read the post but somehow missed the part where you actually hit the deer. So glad you are alive enough to guilt us unfeeling fans. I am THANKFUL for my dear friend who hunts with her van and lives to write about it! Hugs, hugs, hugs, hugs, and muaw!!
ReplyDeleteUm. Yeah. You just threw it in there like it was an everyday occurrance. I figured you wouldn't be blogging if you had been rendered a quadrapalegic. :)
ReplyDeleteOh ya??? I could be typing with my nose, you know.
ReplyDeleteyuck! then you'd get boogers on the computer!
ReplyDeleteSorry, I was busy with Thanksgiving and spending time with family. ;o) Glad to hear you are still with yours! :-D
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