I don’t want to be worried, but it took me a moment to remember what year it is.
I don’t want to be wearing a night guard, but I have to because my jaw is still clicking when I talk. And I don’t want to be curtailing my walking, but my right ankle keeps swelling and we’re not sure why.
I don’t want to be presumptuous, but I assume some people would like to see a picture of Joan…
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… the question I asked last night on Twitter (I don’t want to call it “X”!) ….
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… a few of the answers …
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… the Daily Bitch Calendar …
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… and the list of Holidays and Observances for today.
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I don’t want to be a patient but I’m happy that I’m a grateful one.
I don’t want to be sharing an irrelevant video, so here’s what I find when I search YouTube for “I don’t want to.”
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I don’t want to be a name-dropper, but my husband Michael says he met Steven Tyler years ago and that he was a very nice guy.
I don’t want to be begging for comments, but please leave one (unless you don’t want to).
I don’t want to be ungrateful in any way, so thanks for being here, now!