a place to call my little corner at the end of the day....a place to come to that no one really needs to give a flying flip about....
Why didn't I think of this sooner??? Gawsh!
Here we go....
Let me start off by discussing in ways in which I suck: If there is a crack in the pavement, my foot will find it (which equates to some pretty impressive wipeouts). In fact, crack or no crack....I will wipe out!
I have actually stepped on a rake and have had the handle hit me square in the face (like in the cartoons, but sadly, this was for real). I have also run down steep large hills unable to stop the momentum and find myself a hostage to forces of gravity that eventually will lead me to some sort og metal to the face! Not just once....but twice.
It takes me three times to leave the house in the morning before I have all the things I will need for the day. I sometimes zone out right in the middle of conversations and have to pretend like I know what the hell the person is talking about (I have mastered the nod).
My filter seldom works (open mouth, insert foot). Know what I’m sayin’?
I am totally not in touch with my non-verbals......
For some reason I seem to find self-depreciating guys adorable...to an extent. Like, not "McFly" depreciating, but more "Zach Braff from Garden State" depreciating. Not depreciating to ME...if that makes sense. But about themselves...which I guess I explained when I said SELF- depreciating. I'm saying 'depreciating' too much. Moving on.......
I sometimes eat peanut butter with a spoon right out of the jar and I drink milk from the carton. (why dirty a glass?) Which leads me to why make the bed other than it looks nicer for company...and really, to be fair, it is not like they have to sleep in it anyways! I can pretty much justify anything and make it sound pretty darn good!
I have been known to leave my house in my PJ's! Why.....cause I really don't care!
I know 20 different people who I call "Buddy" or "Dude" because I can't remember their names (well not really 20, but 20 sounds more impressive than 5). And I tend to exaggerate stories to make them more amusing (see preceding sentence)....Oh, and I tend to ramble.
I can easily change a subject midstream into a conversation and leave bystanders with a WTF just happened look on their faces?....and I am usually thinking why they don't just get what the eff I am talking about......come on peeps....follow my lead....the other discussion was getting dry...time to move on.......
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