I love walking. A lot. Walking back home from my office at night, for instance. And then—I hate autumn, really, I do, and winter even more. You see the conundrum?
I like writing correctly. Well, as correctly as I can. Okay, okay, I'm trying, at least! But then—I like inventing words, like "murkery," "wiredissmo" and "balltopia," which are absolutely abhorred by dictionaries and spellcheckers. Quite a conundrum, this, too.
Hi, Rock! Hello Mr. Hard Place! Have you met these two guys?