Had an argument with Jethro last night. Actually it was more him yelling at me for awhile. There wasn't a whole lot I could argue.
I don't take criticism well. Ask anyone in my family - or anyone fool enough to disagree with me on a blog post. If you want to criticize me, you can kiss my juicy, pink ass first.
But every once in awhile, you just need to shut up and listen to what someone is telling you about yourself. I did last night.
It wasn't anything I didn't already know, but it revealed just how badly I was failing at quite a few different things.
I suppose I could sit around and dwell on it for awhile, but that would kind of negate the purpose of sitting there and taking it last night. So without further introspection, I shall commence with the getting of my ass in gear.