I feel like the last month I've been playing telephone. And not in a good way.
I feel taken. I feel slightly betrayed, but mostly I feel stupid. Stupid for not being able to be smart enough to keep it all at a distance and believing what the person before me said in the telephone game. Because we all know that the correct message never makes it through exactly the same as it began. Sigh.
Chalk this one up to a good learning experience. Never playing the telephone game again. It's a terrible game.
CFM 1/6-1/12: Poetry for “Harken, O Ye People”
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1 comment:
Dude...what is up? I haven't heard about this yet...
PS I hate Harry Connick Jr.
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