So, today's the last day of NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month), in which the goal was to post every single day for the month of November. 30 posts in 30 days. I could have taken the easy way out and posted a quick, "Ha - did it. Done. I win." post and let it go - but I won't.
No - today I'm going to get all deep and philosophical and esoteric and all that stuff. So, if you want to tune out right now, I understand. Some people just can't handle deep and philosophical and esoteric on a Monday morning. I don't blame you. You can leave. Now.
For those of you still here, today's topic is all about what I consider the WORST, most EVIL, most HORRIBLE enemy of women ever created:
I hate gravity.
I hopped out of the shower this morning - faced with a huge mirror - and I saw the effects of gravity. And it was VERY, VERY scary.
And I've decided that I don't like gravity at all. Nope - not at all.
That's all. That's the end of my deep & philosophical rant today. Not much more to say about it, is there? Unless someone knows a way to counter effect it - if you do, please, let me know. Please. Soon.