“You like me . . . you really like me . . . or you got me mixed up with someone else?!” Cross-posted from
Whoa!! Who all “pimped” me in the friendslists? Had to be more than one of you . . . already confessed, and has said the same kind of thing. *sobs* You like me . . . you really like me . . . or else you have an Evil Plan involving sheep and Silly String that you will make me implement. No! Not again! Just got the carpet cleaned!
Seriously . . . wow! How did that happen . . . now do I have to do that post on “My Favorite Canker Sore Moment” after all?
The margins of win/not-win are SO narrow. It’s really a matter of chance and persuasion (“go click, or else”). Good grief–those who are chosen by chance to be on the bottom two as the clock ticks past the appointed hour were just as likely to have stayed (or more likely), so I hope they’ll stick around and play the home game with us.
Congratulations to all who participated in the runoff . . . you made a difference. Whether or not you’re going to regret having made the difference remains to be seen, though I hope you won’t regret it. . . .