tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27058618.post7563470876292626325..comments2023-09-29T04:51:49.602-04:00Comments on Nat Attack is the New BloG: Time to Give BackNatAttackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04165394783070027371noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27058618.post-4245925254341217782008-02-10T23:46:00.000-05:002008-02-10T23:46:00.000-05:00I'd like to play, but I just played catch-up on yo...I'd like to play, but I just played catch-up on your blog, and don't want to limit myself to 33 words.<BR/><BR/>1.) I can't believe you hurt yourself so bad. Aren't you somewhat surprisingly invincible? You never get hurt. (I'm really sorry to hear about that)<BR/><BR/>2.) I didn't realize you had a gmail account. If you spend time at work chatting on there--I also do the same. I'd like to be able to talk with you on there sometime.<BR/><BR/>3.) It was really nice to see you guys over Christmas. Hopefully it won't be so long in between this next time.<BR/><BR/>Oh, and just so I fit in: license, unfortunately, responsibility, and consciously.Cabra Fortehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10584096059023566656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27058618.post-29004416879920219952008-02-07T18:33:00.000-05:002008-02-07T18:33:00.000-05:00I give you license to shirk your responsibility of...I give you license to shirk your responsibility of blogging. Unfortunately, I miss your everyday thoughts, even the consciously mundane ones. <BR/><BR/>Don't feel pressure! Give us more junky, one-liners, brain dumps, etc. I miss you.<BR/><BR/>But enjoy your vacation; that's what I've chalked up your non-blogging to.Alainahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01408651044953479414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27058618.post-66613331601719961112008-02-07T12:47:00.000-05:002008-02-07T12:47:00.000-05:00This 'should be' licensed blog writer, unfortunate...This 'should be' licensed blog writer, unfortunately is one I am yet to meet. Although, I am consciously aware that she feels a great responsibility for entertaining her readers. <BR/> <BR/>There you have it. My contribution for a sweet prize? Catch ya later.Breonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01498435659757857752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27058618.post-71910006358979947472008-02-07T10:15:00.000-05:002008-02-07T10:15:00.000-05:00Dear Nat,Unfortunately the weight of responsibilit...Dear Nat,<BR/><BR/>Unfortunately the weight of responsibility to perform with every blog is the curse of good writers. Poetic license-their skill, and entertaining us-a burden they must consciously bear.<BR/><BR/>Love,<BR/><BR/>Jujuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02431940690520548109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27058618.post-24168823826724088282008-02-07T09:04:00.000-05:002008-02-07T09:04:00.000-05:00I feel the same responsibility when imagine my fea...I feel the same responsibility when imagine my fear tales, <BR/>and I have license to write consciously every kind of storys.<BR/>Unfortunately, I don't have ideas for a tale in only 33 words<BR/><BR/>:)Kaos Bagginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11341776511263545206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27058618.post-19052238380890052962008-02-06T23:42:00.000-05:002008-02-06T23:42:00.000-05:00the day peggy got her license back was the same da...the day peggy got her license back was the same day she (un)consciously forgot all responsibility of her belongings and unfortunately her license was stollen out from under her very nose. pathetic peggy.Lady Billshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14006521825464039733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27058618.post-86346897018598484902008-02-05T23:50:00.000-05:002008-02-05T23:50:00.000-05:00Ohhhhh, I’m all over this one. This is a true sto...Ohhhhh, I’m all over this one. This is a true story of something that happened to me today:<BR/><BR/>Being late for work, I consciously parked in a handicap space. Unfortunately, I got a ticket. I won’t lose my license, but I have to pay $130. It’s my fault; I’ll take responsibility. :(<BR/><BR/>33 words or less? Aw yeah! It was a serious bummer though. I work at a gym. Why does a small community gym need 8 handicap parking stalls anyway? All the decrepit old farts have triathlon training or something? No, I'm not bitter...Jodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15807520899703225632noreply@blogger.com