Pardon me.

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I've had just a little tangle of the devil in me lately.  Oh, not in a serious way.  Or perhaps it is merely that I have been noting things and, well, with my fantastic diplomatic equanimity, or well, aplomb, I seem to step on toes as if I were trying.  Never the wit.  I mean to say, if your toes are a bit tender, and it happened in or near my presence, take heart.  I meant it.  Yea, aplomb, for sure.  Thing is, I don't know how else to say things other than how I say things.  *Bam!*  Nothing personal and not really meant in the harder tones it can be taken, it's just how I say/write things.  Could work on that but... *tired! nap time* ...maybe not.

I have been visiting more and more blogs as I wake to being sleepy and ill.  I might be a little grumpy, but I don't think so.  I check for that, as running solo in the world I have no one to bounce my mood off of, so, as with halitosis and b.o., I have learned to try to check that and keep it in mind.  Then again, I was rather busy, fully engaged, in the run up to and then the actual BMan run.  It's good to be getting back in this groove.  I am sure the rest will come sooner hopeful, but later to be certain. 

Life isn't bad though.  Just a bit messy, for now, hereabouts.  A month or two hence I honestly hope to have the place restored.  I figure if I can do what I just did, and I did, I can really do anything, over enough time.  I will just have to figure out how to keep it that way.  Perhaps by not living in some parts of my home as if a woman moved in and kicked me to the man cave, tossing me bones once in a while for otherwise respecting HER home.  *ticklish grins*  Yea, it's a trap.  But whose trap?  *Bacon!*  Yum.

Just having... the most entertaining of thoughts.  Adds to my diplomacy, to be sure.  But it is quite delightful, whatever else.  For my part.  I would let you know more, but if you aren't hot already, and bothered, you would become so.  I'm almost certain of it.  Oh, nothing bad, just trickily funny, in my favor, and not at all converging on political correctness.  Hmm, the game might... ease my delight, or change it into something a little more focused.  Natural highs can be a bit insufferable... for others/some.  Fine, back to default.  But... don't even think that is real, or more than just a mask worn by me so as not to get shot.  Mostly.

Later.