The thoughts of me and my dog who used to be Harvey, but is now George, who is Harvey's great-great-great-great-nephew.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Must try harder
I was cold-shouldered at Zac's last night. In a very real sense of the word: the person concerned was walking away as I tried to speak and answered me as briefly as possible, making it very clear that conversation wasn't welcome.
I can understand why and my excuses sound just like - well, excuses.