all this aggravation and satisfaction in me
Well, I made it an hour and a half this morning before wanting to shove an ice pick through my brain. I guess that’s got to say something.
Thanks to those of you who offered the kind comments and emails yesterday. They were much appreciated, as are you. Sometimes I’ve just gotta vent. Y’know?
Tonight, I get to clean in preparation for the invading horde (aka Kris) that arrives tomorrow. This is going to be a crazy, crazy weekend, and I can hardly wait.
I suspected it wasn’t quite right, but the way I heard it was FAR more appropriate to how I actually felt at the time I posted. ;)
Well, a while back you posted something about some “weird girl you when to high school with”…This would be well, obviously, about Jolie Fitch…If you would happen to know anything about her whereabouts it would be greatly appreciated. If you can’t do this, perhaps you could tell me the city and state (IL?) and school you went to. So, I could find her on Classmates! Thanks! Sorry about your “vent” like behavior!!! Please email!!
Is it me? Or is all this interest in what happened to Jolie a bit disconcerting?
well, A) of all I can’t email you if you don’t leave contact info. And B) of all, you’re out of luck - she isn’t registered with classmates for my high school anyway.
And who are you, anonymous high school friend?
Someone with too much time on his hands. It would be good to remember that some people are best left to their new lives.
Let her be.
Just thought you might like to know, the actual quote from “A little less conversation” made famous by Elvis Presley is “All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me”. This confuses many people because “satisfactioning” is not actually a word.