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[c9]

Dear Dr. Phil

I appear to have been tarred with a passive aggressive brush. 'twas not my intention, and it appears that *everyone* I know has skeletons in their closets they thought I was unearthing. Sheesh. It's like that Simpsons episode with Mr X's website.

"Welcome to the Island."

"I am not a number! I am not-- oh wait, I'm number five."

I've learned, again, that I should shut the hell up. I tend to relearn this over and over, either with a new circle of friends / city, or every five years. What is it that always makes me want to make EVERYONE get along? I should have been a social worker. Or possibly a garbage man (Dilbert reference).

Signed,

Running Out Of Advice Columnists To Write To

Comments

[bartok.livejournal.com]

However since this is opposite day that means you've been brought to an almost orgasmic height of pleasure due to our messages. You're screaming MORE, MORE!!! YES BABY YES!!! every time you check your Aliant webbox.

[finfinaud.livejournal.com]

Is aliant weboxing the new thing tahts sexually en vogue? and Cam, I did not think you were unearthing my skeletons, they are all burried and since I am an inane sexual person (being opposite day and all)

[c9.livejournal.com]

What a relief!

[c9.livejournal.com]

oh crap, that's right it's opposite day. *sigh*

Plus, saying that sort of stuff alarms my students.