I don’t know why but lately I’ve been thinking. It’s a strange, almost foreign feeling that leaves me confused to the max. I was thinking about the last time I was in touch with Imelda Sayers. I can’t say I remember much about the conversation but I know we parted on good terms because I helped her out with something:
One of my biggest pet peeves: People who use your for you’re and vice versa.
And then there’s always the times when you leave a comment and as soon as it’s posted, you realize you’re mistake but of course it’s too late to change it and you have to send a second comment, apologizing for your first mistake and then there’s just no sleeping that night at all, at all. Ah life!
Ouch. *Lets face it, punctuation is going the way of the dodo bird (extinction).
If that was me who done that to me, I would hunt myself down over it!
Nothing can lower the tensions of a heated discussion like correcting grammar! Your a saint!
I see what you did there but you’re right I do give off a saintly vibe alright!
It is a really good thing that text messaging is from a distance because correcting grammar at this point might proved perilous
Very true but this typing text into a box is killing conversation. Hang on a moment, what exactly is it I’m doing right now?
Funny – I would do something like that. I’m sure you set her straight and put her on the right path. She should be grateful.
She was grateful enough to send her brothers around to have a word with me!
Hmm, wonder what that “word” was… 🙂
It was a nice amicable conversation followed by some casual rib-breaking and then a memorable hospital visit!