I was listening to the radio on the way home from bible study last night and heard an advertisement for Match.com. Some girl wrote a manual on how to find the love of your life in 90 days. Ignoring the preposterousness of that claim (I almost want to try it just to prove them wrong), what I was most interested to learn was the claim that you could "Find the ONE THING that means something in this world." Whoa! You mean I have been participating all this time in things that don't mean anything in this world?
I knew I could not escape it forever. The impossibly horrible writing group meets on Sunday and I had to be quick in forming my reason for not being able to attend despite my availability in reality. There is no way I'm going back to a writing group where a guy who writes smut tells me he's going to steal my idea because he believes he can write it better. Here's a clue: NO YOU CAN'T. GET OVER IT.
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