Dear Universe, Kindly stop f’ing with me. Your prompt attention to this matter is much appreciated. Hugs and kisses, Kate I am the “anti-Secret” person. I don’t mean that I can’t keep secrets, I mean that positive thinking book, “The Secret”. I am, apparently, the exception to the positive thinking rule. People who know me
I just have a very quick question about destiny, as we all begin to enjoy the coming weekend. I just looked up the definition of destiny. Dictionary.com has it as “the predetermined, usually inevitable or irresistible, course of events.” Cool. Here’s my question- If I believe that dating and marrying George Clooney is my destiny,
I have two things on my mind at the moment, so you are getting them both (why does that sound like a threat?). First: I really like this article: http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/news/article-23392788-details/I’m going to concur and say that this is 100% true. This is based on years and years of trying to eat my body weight in
Remember when you were a pre-teen/teenager and the most embarrassing thing ever would be someone finding and reading your diary? I’ve discovered the modern day, adult equivalent—the iPod. It’s universally accepted that my iPod is trying to kill me (and by universally, I mean accepted by anyone I’ve told to agree with me on this).