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Hmm. Whenever I do something …
anything ! … there's a part of me watching
me. It is that part of me which evaluates me every time I'm bombarded visually with 'you're' for 'your', 'there' for 'they're', 'site' for 'sight' (and vice versa) and 'gotten' for 'got' …
Gods help me, I've even seen 'rite' for 'right' once or twice … --- checking for the time passing before I throw my hands up and get off the 'net.
I really think I'm old enough to be able to tolerate seeing these indefinitely … But, there's this bit of me which starts tensing up with a possible estimation that seeing such things perpetrated on a continuous basis might just suddenly begin rubbing off on me. Even if a little … And that would truly be unforgivable. And so that particular bit of me begins prodding me at the first sight of one of …
those … yes, one of those sorts of horrors I've mentioned.
I am not allowed, by myself, to descend into crudity, even if for temporary pleasure. And that makes me a little sad. *POUT*
I'm also getting the disturbing feeling that if anyone wanted to get important information from me I shouldn't offer to divulge voluntarily,
all they'd have to do is display something written … er … with word substitutions (for want of a better description) … to me for 5 minutes, no more, and I'd happily give them whatever info they wanted if they'd only stop making me read said word-substitutions.
Not a pleasant thought.
Erm … Whatever !
Dear friends, please do my poll !
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