All things considered, yesterday was pretty darn exhausting, but I got to say shitty things about some of the people we all know -- a few to their faces -- and I listened to bagpipe music when I got home.
So it wasn't all bad.
Somebody asked me last week, if, after my angioplasty, when my heart-function had improved, I would be a kinder and gentler person. In a word, no. Just as mean, but with more energy.
I can actually be a rather decent sort, to the right people.
With some folks that comes naturally.
With others not so.
There is no great urge to be all sweetness and light.
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I can actually be a rather decent sort, to the right people.
What are the right kind of people?
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