Brain Dump Day!
Why do cats always look like their smiling until you’re pretty sure you ticked them off? Then they look at you like your life hangs in the balance, and you’d better tread lightly.
I saw something that read “If I’m weird around you, it’s because I’m comfortable”. Isn’t it funny how true that is? In thinking about this statement, I have realized that I have several levels of “weirdness”. Some get it all, some get none. How sad that there are people I should be close to who I’m still so uncomfortable around, that I’m straight as an arrow. It’s a huge personality difference, and a feeling on my part that I’m not cared about. I suppose that’s why I don’t try harder. They’ve seen me be weird with other people, but when it’s just us, there’s not a trace of the “real” me. It’s always just a polite surface conversation, and we both seem to want to run the other way as soon as possible. And then there are some people I haven’t seen forever, and I’m pretty sure we’d pick up right where we left off, and the weirdness would be so epic that we’d be in our own bubble – and totally not care at all…everything would be funnier, and brighter, and better, just because they were there.
There have been times in my life when someone has lied to me, and I’ve wished so hard that their pants would catch on fire. Why doesn’t it work like that? *pouts*
I think it’s funny how, if you quote a line from a movie, you say that line just as it was said in the movie. Even if it’s unintentional, you still say it a certain way. Every time I say “I was just wondering…”, it’s exactly the same way that Meg Ryan said it in Sleepless In Seattle after she asked about the widowed/widowered thing. Every. Time.
I think that if I had gargoyles on any part of my property it would freak me out and I wouldn’t be able to sleep.
I would like to try platform shoes, but I have two fears: First that I’d fall immediately and break something, and that would be embarrassing to explain. Second that when I walked in them, I’d look like a duck. I’m sticking to my Chucks.
I miss football.
BTW…I’m myself around all of you…even you…it’s that weird guy in the corner ;).
That is all.
Brain Dump Day!