Is there a word that just drives you crazy? You don't like to say it, don't like to hear it said, you could go on for the rest of your life constructing sentences without missing it for a minute?
POP is my very least favorite word. Not as in the Utah slang for soda, but the designerly term defining the way one color works with another, usually making it...well...pop.
We joked about that very word this morning as we put together an order for chairs. I am determined to never use it, ever, ever again. I failed already. It slipped right out this afternoon. Better luck tomorrow.
enough ranting. I'm back from the glorious St. Georgeous. I'll catch up on things here after a weekend of moving. If only I blogged as much as I thought about blogging. Ever trying to achieve the balance between not enough and blogaholic.
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