01 May 2006


This party of the first part, aka. me, myself, my pseudo-self Emma Sometimes, (aka. Me) is not in any way directly or indirectly responsible for gentle readers far and wide obtaining resulting emotions, responses, comments, or actions, undesirable or wholly wanted, due to viewing this blog.

Viewing this blog shall here forth be known as any of the following: brain cogitation, writing, genius, outpouring, or finding out the next color of my hair.

All content is publish in it's original sarcastic prose and acerbic wit, unless stated otherwise.

Other symptoms of viewing contents may be, but are not limited to: those done on the Tuesday after alternating full moons executed while unadvisedly operating a motor vehicle, or an unorthodox viewing from the loo by that rare individual who, at his or her perched vantage, would also be simultaneously rejoicing in the fact that laptops are so ambulatory.

Common side effects of said viewings include: Laughter, particularly that followed by bladder incontinence, loud cackling, childhood flashbacks, beverage snorting, coffee cravings, jumping on your desk and screaming, "That's bloody brilliant!!", an occasional production of loud sighs with or without eye-rolling due to 'just not getting it' and that author-coveted life-long reader who will eventually morph into your dearest stalker.

Should these effects percolate to an uncomfortable and daily occurrence, please proceed without further fear or guilt, resting in the possibility that you full well may be 1) a blogger addict, 2) publisher ready to sign a book deal, 3) stalker, 4) Gastroenterologist or 5) someone who wants to study the direct effects of too much coffee on one's cognitive abilities.

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