I don't like people who don't understand that I speak in hyperboles. I can't stand being around people I know will take little things I say and misinterpret them. Everyone who understands me knows that I generously employ the use of hyperbole.
I feel like I am walking on eggshells around these types of people. I can't stand feeling on edge. I am naturally a very relaxed & carefree (or should I say careless?) person. I am always testing people's limits with slightly outrageous, off-beat (not off-color, mind you) things I say, but I cannot do this to people likely to drown in their thoughts and tears about what I say. This is unbearable for me. It is so annoying, I'd rather castrate myself if I could than have to bear it. I have never felt such an overbearing amount of annoyance.
THE MAN doesn't know how to delay gratification. Get your mind out of the gutter. We'll be shopping for groceries, and rather than walk across the parking lot to pick up a perscription, THE MAN would rather make another trip back later to pick it up because of his current exhaustion. How annoying is that.
I am pretty sad that Rehnquist died. For some reason, I felt such a connection with him. I felt that, if I had known him personally, we would have got along very well.
I was researching Roberts and have taken great interest in his wife. She is involved with
Feminists for Life.