What's so funny?
I tend to forget that I have an odd sense of humor. Thank goodness for those precious few who actually get it when I'm kidding. I blame my family. We have the oddest, most dry sense of humor of anyone I've ever met. I'm always getting myself into hot water playing around. Maybe it's because I'm such an optimistic person and more laid back than most people who have been dead ten years? See, I say things like, "I'm broke. Most of the time all I get to eat is dog food and shoe laces. Thankfully my gun doesn't have a safety." Translation: This economy is rough. Sadly only a few seem to realize that I'm joking. Too many will send me advice on how to save money and try to teach me their own hard-learned life lessons. Others will send me suicide hot line number. Nice people but I swear I was only kidding. I don't eat shoe laces. I swear. Not unless they come from new shoes.
I will never learn.
I just finished watching "Wonderfalls". Good. It only lasted 13 episodes, which is a bummer. Thankfully they were able to end it all "okay". I mean, I wanted more but I was afraid that I'd be totally left hanging. Now I'm watching "Primeval". So far, so good. One episode in and I'm good. I'm also gonna' start watching the third season of "Supernatural" tonight. Catch that puppy up so I can watch the forth season.
On the book front, I stared reading "On a Pale Horse". Not bad. We'll see. Better than what I have been reading. When I pick up a book and read just a few pages before putting it back down, I know that it isn't catching me. Heck! If I'm not being caught then I'm not doing what I should be doing. (I think. That made sense in my head. Try to keep up.)
I wanna' have fun. I wanna' play. Just not all by myself. Not all the time. I mean, sometimes that's cool but all the time is too much.
Now it's time to work. Maybe a sandwich. I wonder if the soup kitchen is still serving. They make the greatest rat burgers this side of the Mississippi.
I can spell Mississippi.
I wanna' feel dizzy. Actually, I just want to go home, take a hot shower and spend the night relaxing with a book.
I will never learn.
I just finished watching "Wonderfalls". Good. It only lasted 13 episodes, which is a bummer. Thankfully they were able to end it all "okay". I mean, I wanted more but I was afraid that I'd be totally left hanging. Now I'm watching "Primeval". So far, so good. One episode in and I'm good. I'm also gonna' start watching the third season of "Supernatural" tonight. Catch that puppy up so I can watch the forth season.
On the book front, I stared reading "On a Pale Horse". Not bad. We'll see. Better than what I have been reading. When I pick up a book and read just a few pages before putting it back down, I know that it isn't catching me. Heck! If I'm not being caught then I'm not doing what I should be doing. (I think. That made sense in my head. Try to keep up.)
I wanna' have fun. I wanna' play. Just not all by myself. Not all the time. I mean, sometimes that's cool but all the time is too much.
Now it's time to work. Maybe a sandwich. I wonder if the soup kitchen is still serving. They make the greatest rat burgers this side of the Mississippi.
I can spell Mississippi.
I wanna' feel dizzy. Actually, I just want to go home, take a hot shower and spend the night relaxing with a book.



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