Casting wicked spells
I’m on the CTA Brown Line listening to “Try Honesty” by Billy Talent, a song I thought I hated but curiously don’t anymore.
I just reread a few recent blog entries and realized–much to my horror–that there were two misspellings in one of them. I take spelling seriously; since I have no math or science skills, I need to have some sort of educated competency to take pride in.
The real pisser is that I can’t edit entries from my mobile phone. I need to live with my shame until I’m in front of a computer again.
I feel stoopid.