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"Seal up your lips, and give no words but mum." - Shakespeare

I have become way too wordy lately, I realize that. Wordy, verbose, prolix, diffuse (thank you Sirs Merriam and Webster for those synonyms) ... basically I simply always am using way more words than necessary to pass along my random thoughts about whatever happens to be going on within my own warped head.

And there I go again, see what I mean? I know, it's ridiculous! It has just become my latest bad and exceedingly annoying habit. I can't seem to keep it in check as is sadly business as usual for me.

I blame it largely on my most recent addiction to the podcast thing, being long-winded does not lend itself over very well to the follow-up blog post. So here's the deal, I've conducted a personal intervention with me, myself and I, and have decided on shutting up completely for the time being, quitting everything cold turkey.

It's for the best probably. Although I might need to break some fingers to manage staying away from the blogging, keeping them intact long enough to duct tape my mouth shut first off. But it's all for the greater good. Tough love on myself. Of course I'll leave enough fingers to at least manage other sorts of the not-so-tough self loving. I may be rather chatty but I'm really not that stupid.

I'm done I think with both the blogging and the podcasting thing for now, I've spiralled way out of control. My opinions don't account for anything much at the end of the day anyway, I understand that.

But sometimes the shortest of rides are the funnest and this one of the furibundum kind has been the sweetest for me if only for awhile. My reason for putting on the brakes, obvious from this post even.

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  1. I totally understand, we all need a break every now and then. I hope you won't stay away too long. Sending you much love and best wishes!

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  2. This isn't the bitchy post I had in mind.

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  3. I'm still bitchy, believe me, beyond words to post anymore these days though, I'm done for now. I'm trying to quit using the word 'fuck' so much, maybe when I get that under control.

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  4. Well this certainly saddens me. But I do understand. I wish you well and also hope you return soon.

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  5. Gees, we crashed on the same day--freaky. I think I'll pod cast...do I need a reel? Maybe the race did us in. I will wait for you, my friend. Forget me not. Nor I you.

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