or; the drama, the drama, who's got the drama?
Heh heh heh.
That's all I want to say as I poke around JU today. I've finished my homework (I think) for the weekend, and here I am, sitting at the kitchen table in the new house, waiting for the plumber to fix the tub, and then it's off to work. (hi-ho.)
Once again, the Drama Dragon has reared its ugly head and there's just "so much emotion!"
Heh heh heh.
The drama can be fun, and I really don't care about this one one way or the other. MM and I have had our tiffs, but we generally get along. I really don't know SConn1 (by the way, your user name is much too damn long) but he seems to want to be a firebrand.
Conservative? Liberal? I don't care. As long as I gots me my Gatorade, the rest of the world can go to hell in a handbasket.
Will I comment on these flaming articles, inflammatory they may be? Probably. Will my comments be (at best) tangents and (at worst) trolling? More than likely. But I just don't care. If anything I write tells you different, tell my Genevieve. She'll remind me I'm getting too involved again.
Then I'll sit back with a chuckle and crack open another Gatorade. Ooh, starfruit flavored. That's new.