Irritants

Oh geez, today was a trying day.

I am oh so glad to be home, watching...whatever is on TV, I'm not sure, but anyway...

My whole life I've had trouble not being mad at people. I mean, I always have friends and junk, but the people who don't understand my drive, humor and compassion tend to irritate the hell out of me. And since my mom wouldn't let me become a pop star, I have an office job which means I'm around annoying people on an almost daily basis.

I've bitten my tongue so many times in my life I might have permanent teeth indentions in it, but for as many times as I've bitten my tongue, I've spoken my mind and gotten angry or even.

God help me continue on my tongue biting streak.

Imagination killed the radio star

I have a constant stream of songs playing in my head.

Even if I have a song stuck in my head I can easily flush it out with another song in the library.

A constant need for music makes it hard for me to function in a quiet environment, which I guess is why my brain started playing it's own track list, 24/7, no commercials, no breaks.

Sometimes it gets a little annoying or ridiculous, or a song from 10 years ago will pop up and make an appearance, but the best part is, it's all mine.

I'm the only one who can hear it. I don't have to be embarrassed that I'm listening to the Jonas Brothers or ABBA or Hanson, it's all mine. Corralled into the infinite space between my ears, shuffling, looping, never ending music.

Not funny

So, here's the deal.

I consider myself a HILARIOUS person. I mean, I'm just plain funny, but my family does not get me.

My parents get me. They think I say the darnedest things, but recently I was locked up with my aunts and cousins for a couple days and they just did not think it was funny. And by it I mean, anything I said. Ever. I wasted some of my best material on them! I mean, come on guys, try to think I'm awesome.

Anyway, there have been two giant vultures hanging around the front of my office building and they were scaring people, so I said, "Fuck that! I'll show those birds what's up!" After I decided this, I proceeded to run at them like a bird. I crouched down, and ran at them, like the Velociraptors in Jurassic Park.

I totally ran them off! TOTALLY!!! Then I found out they had laid an egg there and I was lucky not to have gotten pecked to death.

THEN! I found out the "egg" was a pellet. A nasty, skeleton filled, fur ridden pellet.

What a...weird sequence of events.

Anyway!

Bye!