When I worked in Records Management, I once labeled an entire file drawer cabinet as holding "Pubic Information Requests." I love this poem. It speaks to me (but only because it is making fun of me).
Life is weird. When I don't want to screw up, I screw up. When I try to screw up, I can't. How much of a failure am I that the only times I don't fail is when failure is my whole objective.
I have uncorrected my error, so that now it is as wrong as I meant it to be.
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Date: 2011-02-23 02:51 pm (UTC);D
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Date: 2011-02-23 03:05 pm (UTC)I have uncorrected my error, so that now it is as wrong as I meant it to be.