Walking on Water.

It's raining. Not the hard rain that lowers the temperature and makes you bundle up and watch your breath gather into water vapor. No, this is the sort of rain that makes you wear a jacket to stay dry, despite the fact that it isn't remotely cold out.

Everyone in my building is wearing a jacket. Even inside, they are wearing their jackets. It's what you are forced to do on days like this - wear your jacket all day long. That's because we all came into work bundled up for a cold, rainy ...

I hate blogs. That isn't exactly true. It's the lame assed completely fucked up blogs I hate that do not allow the reader to comment.

Recently, I perused a couple blogs with entries touting the skills of the author as a writer. Of course, the blogs were error laden and poorly phrased. It was then that I carefully composed an appropriate comment to the blog's author (in my head) only to be thwarted by the lack of a "comment" button, leaving me disappointed, depressed and ...

O M G do I hate internet shorthand! I actually got a letter from a friend - hand written, in an envelope, stamped and then watermarked by the post office. The first sentence ended with "LOL" in big cursive letters.

Immediately, I thought OMFG, my BFF is FUBAR and if she ever SMS's me again I will make certain she RIPs! Then she proceeded to give me TMI on the QT and actually drew in emoticons. A bit further on down in the letter I got a LMFAO that made me want to shoot her ...