While I remain out of the " State of Grace" right now according to Joseph Arminius. ( I'm hoping my one Presbyterian reading this will send me a note and tell me, I'll be alright...or not.....She doesn't realize and I don't want to admit in my heart that I am actually closer to her in my theological doctrine than I care to admit...)
But I digress.
I got a person I can't figure out what the world they are doing????
It is like they are looking all over Facebook for my comments.
I mean just obscure stuff.
And they've gotten all over me when I tell another female they look " cute." ( Sorry, can't help if they look good, and I couldn't say anything for years due to my teaching position.)
We went through this before.
I am wonder what their intentions are?
One thing doing a radio show showed me, some folks are just not right. Oh, they seem normal in every day life, able to keep a job, seem normal there, normal in church or the grocery store, but somehow, it's like there is a hidden secret.
And stuff like this blog, radio shows, etc., brings out people like this...
It's because I got rid of the old Facebook.
It's because we now have Thegovteach Part Deaux.
I do not know, but it like I missed something when I started " fresh."
Do not be shocked if I run some sort of massive purge here.
And this is not for comments, it will only be posted in the Facebook group.( They're not a member, and I may be glad about this...)
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