Because the word “badly” appeared in a recent badly written tweet, I am badly focusing on it today.
I sometimes badly worry that I
- suffer fools badly,
- communicate badly,
- do my hair badly,
- exercise badly,
- snack badly,
- decide badly,
- speak badly,
- write badly,
- draw badly,
- understand badly,
- assert myself badly,
- drive badly,
- park badly,
- pack badly,
- cook badly,
- bake badly,
- hear badly,
- see badly,
- clean badly,
- organize badly,
- feel badly,
- move badly,
- age badly,
- remember badly,
- interrupt badly,
- comment badly,
- dance badly,
- play musical instruments badly,
- sing badly,
- sleep badly,
- choose badly, and
- photograph badly.
That turkey was limping badly yesterday. I badly hope it’s okay.
When I badly worry that I’ve done something badly, I barely remember this goodly mantra: It’s good enough and I can make it better.
I shall now badly share some music by Badly Drawn Boy.
By the way, because my laptop is behaving badly, I am badly blogging today on my iPhone.
And, yes, I badly want comments on this post.
Bigly thanks to all who helped me create this badly post and — of course! — to my readers, whom I need badly.