i let nostalgia get the better of me.
you may have noticed this about me, but i can laugh at myself with the best of them. and i've concluded this is imperative to my exisitence. i couldn't survive without my sense of humour. it isn't always inappropriate, seeing as i even laugh at the really terrible things. i recognize that the really terrible things are truly terrible, but i still laugh. i can't help it. i'm often surprised when people don't share my sporatic laughter. i think some find it offensive. i must discover how to laugh at people without being offensive. my co-worker michel laughs at knickers in the face all the time and gets away with it. i envy him.
oh frig, marilyn's on this new kick of trying to set me up with the new engineers at work. i keep telling her "i'm not interested". but even at that i laugh. i laugh at EVERYTHING. last night i was laughing at brandon for sitting in a chair. actually to correct myself, i wasn't laughing AT him, i just thought it was funny. hahaha, brandon sitting in a chair. hahahahahaha. HAHAHA.
i think its pretty safe to say that i know when i've done wrong. i don't always know it at the time, but i usually clue in within a couple days. it might take longer, it depends on the depth of the mistake – the bigger the mistake the longer it takes for me to realize my stupidity. i'm not above saying i'm sorry, but i only say it when i mean it. like most things, i only say what i mean.
he knew i was feisty. i knew he was blind.
two brown eyes are looking out for you.
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wait a second... i DO sometimes say things i don't mean. but i mean them at the time, does that count? hm.
sometimes nostalgia should get the better of us. sometimes people are stuck in bubbles and will never get out. and sometimes libraries have nice gardens but you can't smoke in them.
sometimes that's true.
i like that we will grow into old ladies together.
i was thinking about that today...
we should seriously get that house together, if various gentlemen never come calling... and be cat ladies.
perhaps that's what we're destined for. we have problems picking men who are mentally unavailable. maybe we do it on purpose so we can become the cat ladies.
Bloglines just regurgitated 25 of my posts and my friend cat's posts came through too. I think it was bloglines blockage.
I now have serious trust issues with Bloglines. Sometimes it's mentally unavailable too.
that's crazy. crazy bloglines. i hope its smooth sailing from here on in!
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