…Because I really want a day off from everything, including Blogging (Blog365 let’s us have Leap Day off). I thought I’d feel better (again) by now, but no.
Just to cheer myself up and give you more than one sentence to read, there’s this:
|In a Past Life…|
You Were: A Blind Priest.
Where You Lived: Cyprus.
How You Died: Killed in Battle.
Sort of begs the question of how a blind priest gets killed in battle. “What’s all that racket out there? Ow! That hurt! Ooh, I don’t feel so good. Huh. NOW I can see, and all I see is a bright, white light.”
Which reminds me: One of our TV-stations has started showing “Dead Like Me” from the start. I have found something else to watch besides the various incarnations of C.S.I.
3 replies on “Wishing it were February 29”
I was a famous dancer who lived in Italy and died of the plague. LOLZ
I was an evil executor of sacrifices in New Guinea. I died of suicide.CREEEEEEEPY!!!!! I reject this hypothesis!
You get all the good answers, Miz UV!Spark, changing your current profession would change the hypothesis. 😉