N.B.: Here is the entry I thought I posted yesterday. Evidently I was wrong. And now I am woefully backed up, since I have both Tuesday and Thursday to make up. I’m not quite sure how I’ll manage this, but rest assured I will remedy the situation.
Last night, while catching up on blogs I read, I got to one that I have always secretly hated with a white-hot passion because I think it’s funnier than mine.
Then I caught not one but two grammatical errors in recent posts.
This filled me with an ineffable, almost palpable joy. He may be funnier than I am, but he is guilty of both hypercorrection (he used “whomever” when he ought to have used “whoever”) and a subject-verb-mood disagreement so egregious it could only have been committed by mistake or by a madman; either way, whether he’s careless or insane, I win.
Sometimes I think I should try to stop being so insecure and petty.
Then I see somebody I’m jealous of fail in a completely insignificant way and think, no, it’s too much fun to give up.