Fixing stuff, myself included…
Da Shoes
Yes I wore da shoes, and no I didn’t end up in the Jersey Meadowlands. The party was small (twenty people tops). My lover arrived around 11:30 as anticipated; I supose/suspect the earlier part of the evening was spent with folks I’ve been deemed to have nothing in common with.
Why do you think that?
No explanation of the early part of the evening was forthcoming, and thus elicited my parameter “I respect your privacy mode.” So barring devine revalation, I have to draw my own conclusions. Left to my own devices I’m likely to assume that (True != True and False != False) and come up with some vaiation of the two.
else if (explanation > 0) then
u = connected;
i = connected;
else if (none of the above = True) then
u ++ i < connected;
What do you really think?
Sometimes I think just being alive counts for enough; but I don’t always think this way. Sometimes I think my account has been shorted, and I end up feeling cheated by my own inadequacies. Hmmmm, perhaps I should say shortcomings.
“Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted.”
–Albert Einstein
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