Meg (the pretty one) mentioned that I have been sounding angry.
I haven't been feeling particularly angry, that I can think of. A bit frustrated perhaps. Ben O. wrote this hilarious bit on his blog a while back about this hummingbird that was fiercely guarding a hummingbird feeder. The sugar water in the feeder tasted good to the bird, but was devoid of nutrients. The little hummingbird believed that it was getting what it needed when it was actually getting nothing but a sweet taste in it's mouth.
Well, it was funny the way Ben O. wrote it.
So I've been mulling over that lately. Just wondering what is nectar and what is just sugar water.
But like I said, it's funny.
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Seeming angry reminded me of my next-door neighbor at my old house.
She went to Arizona State University, and so did her roommates. She was nice, and would often ask me to help her with typical stuff, like changing light bulbs and stuff. We were friends, but I felt like I was more of a novelty to her, so to speak.
One day she told me, "You're the wierdest person I've ever met. You're so one-dimensional! You're always the same, you're never mad, or sad, or anything."
"Eh, do you mean, 'two-dimensional'?" I had asked her. "One-dimensional is like a dot, or a point. I think you mean I have no depth."
"Well, you're always the same!" she reiterated, "Always in a good mood."
"Maybe I just only come over when I'm in a good mood."
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Hmm...I have to leave for work in five minutes.
The other night I was sitting at the computer and coughing and my mom scolded me again about neglecting my health. "You have to be careful, you've had that cold for three weeks!"
"Three weeks?" I muttered. "That's nothing to worry about. My alcoholism still holds the record at three years and counting."
"What was that?"
"Nothing." (cough cough)