WHILST? What's next? Forsooth and prithee?
I'm no wordslinger. I may read like a rabbit fucks, but that doesn't amount
to a whole lot when it comes to stringing more than a sentence or two together
or mayhap the occasional clever turn of phrase. A few weeks ago; just shy of a
full month, my preferred expressive medium was lost to me with the death of my
old camera. It was dying a long slow death as it were and finally it went to
Heaven with the little baby Jesus. I moped. I pined. I called Tracy and whined whilst wandering forlornly in the store aisle. With the roller derby this weekend potentially being insanely awesome, Tracy very very kindly snuck me my birthday gift a little early.
Edit: Just because I realized not everyone tends to shortcut through my intentions as easily I do - Tracy rocks typically and especially last night for the awesome gift.
