I'm Brigid, not my birth-name, but the one I chose for Confirmation. It's a Catholic thing. Want to learn more about how I grew up? Check out my semi-autobiographical webcomic, Mary Quite Contrary.
The closest I've come to earning a living as a writer is one summer I worked as a feature columnist for a small-town newspaper. I've been telling and writing stories my whole life, though, and, hey, it's something I enjoy. Whether I manage to make a buck at it isn't that important to me.
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'If you don't know, you won't understand.'
I think this may be a 'guy' thing. I can appreciate his game - and his sisters didn't do anything quite like it.
Yeah. Probably a guy thing.
I will never understand guys. Which is weird considering how well I play one in roleplaying games.
It's how they get their collective brain damage. =^-^=
Myself, I fell into the corner of a coffee table. Twice. Same corner. Same part of the forehead. Have the scars to prove it. No idea why.
Suppose it explains a lot. ^^;;
Rob H.
Keep in mind, we're the same people who think it's funny to punch one another, then brag it didn't hurt.
He's just getting an early start.
And guys think girls are weird.
... Okay, we are, but so are guys.
I was half expecting him to hit the wall and then...WAHHH!
Everytime I see a toddler fall down on the floor, I either expect them to start bawling or to just smile and pick themselves up.
@Journo: Yeah, you'd think so. He's an odd kid.
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