tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post115742487021085311..comments2023-10-18T20:19:34.717-04:00Comments on Poetic Acceptance: Tshirts and WormsErinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06383001784323104995noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post-1157760736853294492006-09-08T20:12:00.000-04:002006-09-08T20:12:00.000-04:00Just wanted to tell you I love you and that the ra...Just wanted to tell you I love you and that the raising money for a good cause does not lend itself to any participant being a selfish ass (even the person who wanted to get their name back in the top 5 or whatever -- silly, but funds still going where they should.) You never know who has what to give and you wouldn't unless you asked. That's my final word on that. :-Pehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11813174487317834819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729800.post-1157463665307279812006-09-05T09:41:00.000-04:002006-09-05T09:41:00.000-04:00Hey E. I don't know if I have much to offer here. ...Hey E. I don't know if I have much to offer here. I guess that's why I've been so quiet. I'm being a selfish ass, myself. <BR/><BR/> But I think you nailed it with the mind protecting itself by forgetting. No matter how hard we try and hold on to something, or swear that we'll never forget that moment, our minds find a way of conveniently tucking it away. <BR/><BR/> One of the great things Mommyleekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17791423485316355896noreply@blogger.com