14 July 2006
... you've got a crap memory
I'm sure it won't be the last time, but I've just embarrassed myself in print! When I realised, I first went ice cold, then the blush travelled from my chest to the top of my head! Oh boy, was I red! Now, I'm not the blushing kind; after all, I've just spent 19 months on a construction site, so very little embarrasses me.
However, I get very embarrassed at faux pas which, unfortunately, I have a huge penchant for! Over on one of my favourite blogs, I posted a comment that I wouldn't be able to write a post for that blog, as my life is so boring.
Unfortunately, I went back and re-read the post I was referring to, and realised that I'd totally, and I mean TOTALLY, mis-read the damn thing! I would be blogging about HIS life, not mine!
OK - tell me, am I self-centred? I mean, you can tell me, right...
Mortified of London hits "publish post" and runs.....
¶ 5:05 pm
However, I get very embarrassed at faux pas which, unfortunately, I have a huge penchant for! Over on one of my favourite blogs, I posted a comment that I wouldn't be able to write a post for that blog, as my life is so boring.
Unfortunately, I went back and re-read the post I was referring to, and realised that I'd totally, and I mean TOTALLY, mis-read the damn thing! I would be blogging about HIS life, not mine!
OK - tell me, am I self-centred? I mean, you can tell me, right...
Mortified of London hits "publish post" and runs.....
¶ 5:05 pm
