I have it on good authority
8:25 PM 3/3/08 · It would be intensely confusing to explain exactly why my head works the way it does...but it might make for a fun project so I'm probably going to give it a shot sometime. I'm never too sure why it is certain things hang in my memory to constantly poke at my conciousness and others fade into obscurity to such a degree that it takes extensive poking at the to bring them to where I can experience them again. I don't know why I know what I know but why I don't know what I did know but don't know now...
...y'know?
Brian hates me. I know this as a certain conversation just refuses to fade away into obscurity. It wasn't a bad conversation though, it was remarkably amusing despite the topic. See, I was over at
Corin &
Howard's XMAS party and we were trying to work out how I was going to get home.
Corin decided that
Brian should take me as he lives, relatively speaking, close to where I do in relation to where the party was at. It was when this coversation got over to him that things got interesting as his son was there to hear.
Out of the mouth of babes...
...okay, technically roundabout 15 is not a baby anymore but I didn't create that quote!
Zack hears the conversation going on between
Brian and I about his giving me a ride home. I don't recall where he was sitting in relation to us but let's just say he was close enough. He interrupted us and got
Brian's attention and wanted to know why he was going to give me a ride home because he hated me;
Brian hated me, not
Zack.
Brian insisted that wasn't true, casting a quick glance at me, that he'd never said such a thing.
However,
Zack was a quick kid. Apparently at any number of times, I know because he started citing examples and dates,
Brian has gone on about how he doesn't like me and any number of personality quirks I have that are clearly messed up and...
...during the interplay of this,
Brian denying each and everyone and
Zack countering each denial with another example, I'm leaning back looking back and forth between them with a huge smile on my face.
It was fun!
The revelation that
Brian hates me didn't so much as ruffle a feather. We've never been what you'd call close. I'm not suffering under any illusions here, I never fooled myself into thinking we were buds or anything like that. When we're around each other
Brian treats me fair and, unlike my less than stellar fan club, does not go off on tirades about what a horrible person I am.
That's cool enough for me.
I ended the little diatribe between them with that. Not sure what to make of the expression
Zack got on his face by my matter of fact statement. It was pretty much that last paragraph. Even though
Brian still stenuously denies it, the truth came through his son's words clearly enough for me. It's that direct speaking of the truth that people tend to grow out of over the course of a life that he still has that lets the truth be simply what it is.
It's what I strive to keep through whatever I say or express.
Not such a bad thing really...except apparently to everybody else.
Grown ups.
...y'know?
Brian hates me. I know this as a certain conversation just refuses to fade away into obscurity. It wasn't a bad conversation though, it was remarkably amusing despite the topic. See, I was over at
Corin &
Howard's XMAS party and we were trying to work out how I was going to get home.
Corin decided that
Brian should take me as he lives, relatively speaking, close to where I do in relation to where the party was at. It was when this coversation got over to him that things got interesting as his son was there to hear.
Out of the mouth of babes...
...okay, technically roundabout 15 is not a baby anymore but I didn't create that quote!
Zack hears the conversation going on between
Brian and I about his giving me a ride home. I don't recall where he was sitting in relation to us but let's just say he was close enough. He interrupted us and got
Brian's attention and wanted to know why he was going to give me a ride home because he hated me;
Brian hated me, not
Zack.
Brian insisted that wasn't true, casting a quick glance at me, that he'd never said such a thing.
However,
Zack was a quick kid. Apparently at any number of times, I know because he started citing examples and dates,
Brian has gone on about how he doesn't like me and any number of personality quirks I have that are clearly messed up and...
...during the interplay of this,
Brian denying each and everyone and
Zack countering each denial with another example, I'm leaning back looking back and forth between them with a huge smile on my face.
It was fun!
The revelation that
Brian hates me didn't so much as ruffle a feather. We've never been what you'd call close. I'm not suffering under any illusions here, I never fooled myself into thinking we were buds or anything like that. When we're around each other
Brian treats me fair and, unlike my less than stellar fan club, does not go off on tirades about what a horrible person I am.
That's cool enough for me.
I ended the little diatribe between them with that. Not sure what to make of the expression
Zack got on his face by my matter of fact statement. It was pretty much that last paragraph. Even though
Brian still stenuously denies it, the truth came through his son's words clearly enough for me. It's that direct speaking of the truth that people tend to grow out of over the course of a life that he still has that lets the truth be simply what it is.
It's what I strive to keep through whatever I say or express.
Not such a bad thing really...except apparently to everybody else.
Grown ups.