Yuk. Icky People. The kind that turn you into an impulsive three year old kid that just wants to push 'em down on the wood chips.
These kind of people disappear from your life when you change environments, right? I mean, if you leave the place of Icky People, you don't see them again, that's why you leave.
But why do they keep showing up again?
Icky People, and how they just never seem to leave my life -- read about it at my post today at Aiming Low, where if you make it to mediocre, it's been a good day.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
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whats up with the out of office emails i got from you? ha
ReplyDeleteYeah, I got those emails, too. (and they say Monday the 3rd?)(today is the 3rd)
ReplyDeleteI went and read it, to cute :)
ReplyDeleteHi Alexandra - I really enjoy your blog and I liked the Icky People post, it is very true, those controlling folks just exist everywhere! Feel free to visit my site when you have a free moment, I blog about being the mom of a teen, coping with middle age and the ups and downs of 18 years of marriage!
ReplyDeleteLisa
www.lisagradessweinstein.blogspot.com
Are you back? YIPPEEEE!!
ReplyDeleteOn my way.
ReplyDelete(Because no matter how icky I am, you can't get rid of me.)
XO
Going over there to read your post now.
ReplyDeleteI've missed you, dear friend!
Gosh, I hope I'm not an icky person. I'm going to go find out.
ReplyDeleteWe want sticky friends, the one's that stay with us no matter what, that stick by us thro the good and the bad, because there is always good and the bad.
ReplyDeleteAnd the icky ... ack, we just wave them goodbye ... with Queen type waves, because you and your empire and me and my accent - we can do that ;)