Takes one to know one

Hmmm, so this is what it feels like in the hot seat, huh? Karma, you silly little bitch you.  I guess I should have been expecting it; I have been channeling my inner Regina George lately.  Not so good.

I guess I thought I could count on honesty, or even go as far as, say, friendship.  Oh well, even the best make mistakes...and most definitely, so do the worst.

I can't say I don't deserve it, so I'll take it.  However, don't expect me to give you another hash mark on the screw-up tally.  Lesson learned, thanks.

So, I can dwell.  But I won't.  Consider this my catharsis.  And your sign-off.



Thanks.

Says who?

Says me.

I should definitely try to take my own advice.

Oh, hello there 2011.  I'll get to you in a minute.