And I know that it should be doesn’t instead of don’t so I don’t want to hear about it. My teachers used to tell me that if they could understand me they would be able to give me a better grade. My response has always been that the words are there so you should be able to understand me. Sometimes I try to do what they suggested, but I never understood them very well and I wasn’t going to ask for help cause that would be telling everyone that I was a dummy and I didn’t want to have everyone give me an even harder time as I walked through school.
There should be a law that I should be able to do as I please. When my father worked for the state representative I would imagine myself telling about these things but I was always to scared to death of him as he smoked this foul cigar and good people shouldn’t cause other people to faint in being good. So I just imagined it and never did anything about my thoughts. I wonder if my timid ness could cause me to be less of a person? No I would not be less for anything. And I didn’t want to tell anyone cause it would show them how dumb I was.
Well I guess I should have written it but again I was afraid. And didn’t think I would be accepted. Of course I wasn’t accepted anyway and really didn’t understand so I let it go, and in the end chose to talk to machines rather than to people.
Well I have never told this to anyone, not even my precious wife, before so you can laugh if you want but I now know what I should have done from the very beginning and maybe I could have had more friends like dad always did. A bit off the norm today, but I always have been scared to say these things so I would put on this macho look as if that were who I really was. I am going to let this alone now and I hope you will still keep reading in the future.
After Kristy commented I pulled this off the blog off the webb for a period of time and wondered for a period then was convinced by Diana to put it back where it was and I decided to put it back at the top.
During this whole process I had an insulin reaction and Diana had to rescue me. During which time I am sure she gave me enough food that my blood sugar will be extremely high when I test it in the morning. So I quess the sun Does shine me but not Diana. Which makes her very angry.
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Dad, you live in SW Washington, of course the sun DON'T shine on you! It DON'T shine on anyone...until July that is. Anyway, the older I get the more I realize how big of a glass house I live in and how silly it would be for me to pick up any stones and throw them. We may not have always understood you but we have always loved you.
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