Count On A New York Woman To Break Your Heat...
...I mean The Missus does that several times of day, but this is a real thump to the old ticker.
Don't mind me, I'm going to crawl up into a fetal ball in a corner and cry.
Don't mind me, I'm going to crawl up into a fetal ball in a corner and cry.
Labels: Chelene (comma) come back (comma) Chelene (exclamation point)
posted by Writeprocrastinator at 6:44 AM
7 Comments:
When bloggers break-up with us, it cuts like a knife, don't it?! And I do mean "don't it", not "doesn't it".
Damn....
I'll sure miss her, but hey, it means that I'm one step closer to being the #1 female blogger in NYC. Only about 1 million chicks left to knock off!
I love Beckeye because she can always find the silver lining! ;)
WP, my heart is warmed by this post. When you crawl out of the fetal position check your email! :)
Missing her already
but yes, we'll always have BeckEye
but still missing Chelene
Katie-lah,
It's happening too often as of late.
Becky,
But competition only makes you that much better. You'll see, as you rest on your laurels.
Chelene,
How do I live without you
I want to know
How do I breathe without you
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive
How do I
How do I
Oh, how do I live
Gifted,
Why can't we have them both? Why? Why?
major bummer, dude.
when someone stops blogging, and we only know them through that connection, do they cease to exist?
Book,
Chelene promised to still exist in comment form and to keep in touch. Other bloggers? I have seen a fifty percent return rate, though I understand why Miss Bliss no longer wants to blog.
And yes, my existential friend, they still exist, if not in some Parisian's mind at a cafe as he contemplates whether any of us are truly here.
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