I feel like such an ass. I made a horrible, horrible mistake in #blogIRC last night. I said the wrong thing. If you were logging it, you can go back and read it. I knew it was wrong when I typed it. I couldn’t think of what I wanted to say though. It really, really hurt me to say it the way I did. It gnawed at me all night long. I was awake until past 3 am and for a long time it was sitting there, eating away at me. I was visibly shaken for the rest of the evening. I went to bed crying like a stupid kid. If you were there, and to B-Dawg speshly, please accept my apologies. When I was in the shower this morning it hit me like a blast of … well … hot water. And then when I got out of the shower and I was trying to decide if I wanted to wear a sketchy shirt today I saw the really rad ice-blue bright fly-collar Hawaiian shirt and that’s when I remembered what I had said that made me so upset.

Bryan had said something particularly witty, as he is wont to do, and I congratulated him by awarding him some number of points for, “The Most Judicious Use of the Word Norway in a Foreign Film.” God, Bry, I’m sorry. It wasn’t Norway, of course. It was Belgium. Belgium. I feel like such an ass.

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