Friday, October 5, 2012
Welcome to my oxymoronic world. Where boxes are labeled as small tall. And I just bought a lovely sweater sized petite large. We ought to be eating jumbo shrimp for dinner. While we sip our beverages from plastic glasses. Act naturally while you ponder the same difference between accepting rejection and a perfect mismatch. Brought to us by the ancient Greeks. Who gave us the word oxymoron, meaning sharp dull. Which could also describe a headache.