Beck?

Ok that's me settled. Whatever it was, I've slept it all off, and it's a brand new spanking girl writing now. Although still feeling weak, I started the morning off with something which made me smile. This Facebook thing is an awesome thing. You get to meet the people you liked and haven't met for 20 years, you get to meet new people who become your friends, and you also get to me funny, ridiculous people who think a lot of themselves but are just blown up with hot air. I wonder where they get their hot air from. But it's so funny! What is funnier is that they have regular columns in newspapers, think they are cool, write in what they think is tongue in cheek, when it really is all about tongue being stuck out in rudeness. And that makes it all the more funny. Think of a pompous old ass who thinks he's so bright and clever. The same ass who wants to drive a point home with me, the point being something he invented in the first place. And what do I do? Fuel his tongue (and old one too) and mind (the little he has of it) and never answer. And it makes him all the more heated, temperamentally heated of course. It's such a laugh. It's so nice having the upper hand with people who think they are really God's gift to human kind. As for his newspaper contributions... well, seriously, my bloggings would put them to shame, crush them in seconds. His musings are after all his penis extensions. But I don't want him to know, so he can continue making a fool of himself and his heavy breakfasts and keep giving me a jolly good old laugh. Because if someone's back, I have been there before.