The Meeting Will Start Promptly at Nine-ish
Posted on Jun 25, 2012
You know what grinds my gears? I quickly admit it is a small thing, a minor peccadillo, a temporary glitch in the gears of commerce, a mere flea on the back of this dog we call life. But, nonetheless, it does work its way under my skin to a state of vexation usually reserved for those who do not hold doors for others; who use the word irregardless; who refuse to use the brains given them at their conception; who seem to purposely find ways to irritate, bother, vex, and torment us.
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