chou chope

lost a client, the delusional one...always the end of an era when a friend gets stripped away from you...even if they weren't all good times, they were times and there won't be anymore...

plus losing clients is much like losing children..they help you be you by respecting just who that is..they entrust you with their very lives, and those they love...surely when they depart they leave holes in everyone...irreplaceable pieces, their unique perception of us...

and speaking of the perception of us, in my spare time i've been portraying myself as a bit of a nutjob...i think it's the pressure of helen raining down on me, loosening the ole structure a bit, stretching out the tolerance levels...it's all down to the wire now, people, will i fare better this go round? only time will tell...

of course, it was one of the most surreal dumbfounding moments of my life to sit at a table on day one with feisty, zonker, blight gurl, velociman, ungrouchy young cryp, dash, sam, key, karen, barbie, susan, and who can forget the jolly opening act of the boo boo, yabu? oh, fun times..it's not often that i'm short on conversation, but awestruck i was...i now live for my blog meets...

so i think i'm the only texan seeking representation at this one? no? feisty's saving her mama and dash is probably killing something, right? who's in? final headcount, y'all fess up...and what is this particular faction of blodgers known as?? do we have actual roots in jawja, or is that branch of the family tree just extra reproductive?

big questions need answers.. linkys in the comments, please.. i want to pre meet stalk you lurky lous...c'mon, out with it...