Goddamnit. I have lurked here for about a year or so. Successfully avoiding the temptation to create an account, and join internet conversation. Which never leads to anything good, and is frankly a pointless endeavor.
I got through the Canadian shed princess saga. I caught up, and am still wading through (wellies a bit mucky) the orange chicken juggernaut that is the Hambolynn Kentucky Miasma (tm). For Christ's sake, I even managed to get through Samuel Violent Buttshart and continue to ingest the nightmare that is Forever Kailynn, all the while resisting the urge to register and post my observations on this very board - because seriously, who cares? Even managed to maintain radio silence through the Lovecraftian descent into darkness of Momokun.
But this? This? I canna do it nae more laddies. This shit is a bridge too far. This specimen manages to entwine everything that I cannot bear whilst carrying my mortal coils. I had even gone to the trouble to jot down specific items that I felt needed - no, demanded - attention, but I see that it is fruitless now. We all see. It is a veritable preaching to the choir.
I marvel at almost everything that she does. She went to the zoo with the family and kept remarking how it was a special trip because it was the first time the babies could go and walk on their own (sans strollers). She made this observation whilst rolling along ON A SCOOTYPUFF. With all of these cows, the thing that I cannot comprehend is the notion that they must SHARE with us. They must validate their lives for us. Show me what you bought at WalMart. FASCINATING. Tell me about your UTI. Wunderbar. But, I guess the joke is on me, because like some driftless automaton I load up the site every day to see what has happened. And lo, here I am, thinking that I must now share my words and commentary on this incredibly interesting and oh so very dangerous location.
Well, I think that's enough. You all are very astute and insightful clever people, and I appreciate you. Strawberry, hands down, this is the Lord's work you are doing. Hopefully now that this is off my chest, I shall return to lurkdom. In closing, I will say that I am a tad disheartened to discover that deep down inside, it turns out that perhaps I am in favor of eugenics after all. Forgive this screed, I am all done now.