I have been carrying this weight around for so long it feels like it has become a part of me.
But now since everyone on Open Salon is confessing to transgressions of the alter(native) kind, I must unweigh myself of this beastly burden of lies and deceit. I mean Tink is sjhgah dsjkl, who knew?
For you see my very few followers, many more non-followers and infinite number of car crash rubberneckers, I'm really nobody.
I’m just an Open Salon bottom feeder sans alter, sans a good tailor who can do alterations, sans serif too (If I could figure out how to change the font).
That’s it.
Show’s over, folks.
You can go home now.


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As for Tink, I think anyone reading him closely for any length of time could sense his true spammy nature.
But you! You!
That last part of your confession was heartbreaking. Sans serif!
I am holding back the tears. :)
"I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us -don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!"
~Emily Dickinson~
:(
P.S.
YOUR SHOES ARE IN THE MAIL!! :D
Once nice thing with my confession, Art James came back!! WOOO!! ~:D
what what?
Oh. No refund. Hugs anyway and Zumapick for not hogging it all here at the bottom.
Linnnn, great idea! I think I will make it an Open Call.
Boanerges1, yes, but only for a short while.
Matt, as long as you don't call me turd.
Diary, I know it was hard to confess to that.
Scarlett, but did you like my tangerine speedo.
Rita, it's or what.
Gerald, so I guess I can quote you and say, "EAT ME!"
Fusun, true, but "somebodys" get the VIP treatment at the Boom-Boom Lounge. :)
CrankyCuss, just remember all Trudge, all the time for all time. It's timeless.
Alysa, just believe.
Femme, I wub u 2.
Tink, confession is good for the poet.
Nilesite, stay for as long as you like.
Oryoki, thanks I needed that.
Zuma, a Zen Master only hogs what he needs.
Poor Woman, please blog about them.
Stillgreen, the pleasure is all mine.
Algis, but the sky is murky.
Tom, as long as you put a log on the fire.
I am a lesbian trapped in a mans body. GLADD I got that off my breasts! LOL - duke