Now, when i say "people", i mean me. As i was reading over my blog (and wondering why i come off as absurdly emotional) i couldn't help but notice that my way with words in person would lead one to believe that i would write much like a babbling 13 year old with a st-st-stutter.
when i am behind my computer, time is on my side. i can rearrange my commas, thoughts, clauses, ideas...without the computer giving me that squinty look i get when someone (everyone) can't understand what the hell i am trying to say.
so i guess what im trying to say is. give me a little sympathy? im fully aware of the metaphorical blood clot that must exist between my thoughts and my mouth. but know that the path from my brain to my fingertips is crystal clear - equipped with mood enhancing font choices, quiet (parenthesis), and timely punctuation.
