I can’t send a hello to Fightin’ Mad Mary’s husband anymore. Okay, I never did. But I would. (He’s very handsome!)
I can’t order more than one of anything - well, not in prose anyway.
I can’t talk to Sarah G. about her hobby.
I can’t discuss the major types of research - the kind that is interpretative or the kind that has lots of numbers.
I can’t talk about the figure-head of England and I can’t discuss the makeup line that I loved as a young woman.
I have something I want to know, but I can’t ask.
You don’t know how much you’ll miss it until it’s gone.
I don’t know what to do.
Letter #17 died on my beloved keyboard today.
I think I’m going to uit for the day.
Sigh.
8 Comments
June 23, 2008 at 10:31 pm
I wish I could uit for the day as well… What a uandry…
And copying and pasting letters from word is just a pain in the behind!
June 24, 2008 at 12:25 am
I guess you never really know how much you use it until it’s gone…
Q says hi back!
June 24, 2008 at 6:51 am
What an obscure letter to die! How often do you use “q?” I would only use it when I didn’t need it (sorry Mary!).
I hate it when keyboards die! Fortunately, you’ll have a free afternoon to get a new one!
June 24, 2008 at 7:46 am
That was uite brilliant!
June 24, 2008 at 8:30 am
Wendy: This post just made me smile. I love your creativity! If I had an extra “Q” I would give it to you.
Paula
June 24, 2008 at 8:36 am
Oh, I wish I quould quome up with a quute, qulever remarque for this quandry.
June 24, 2008 at 10:26 am
you made me laugh…thanks
(sorry for your quandary)
June 25, 2008 at 10:56 am
Perhaps you’d better steer clear of THIS website, then…
http://www.truedictionary.com/letters/q
Janet
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