Dec 01, 2010 19:48
Ach.
Wednesday.
Most people can kind of lurch themselves out of nightmare when it gets bad. I myself have a few reoccurring nightmares that I can bail from as soon as I recognize what’s happening. (Uh-oh. It’s the long hallway with the stairs at the end. I’m out of here.)
Last night I woke myself up because I knew I was getting myself in trouble of a totally different kind. At about 1 am, I was on a talk show and had to snap myself out of telling Craig Ferguson what a jerk someone I used to know was and how I would play Devil’s advocate at every opportunity just to derail their vicious little tirades.
Now, I am a contrary little thing. I can’t help it. It’s in my nature. I am also non-confrontational, so instead of flat out telling someone they are being a jerk, I have to subtly undermine them instead. It has served me well in the past, but it kinda ruins the fun if they know I'm doing it and I was telling everybody about it on national tv! So, I had to shut myself up and wake up before Craig could charm any more secrets out of me.
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