the birds and the bess...
guilty feet have got no rhythm...
so i watched in fear as a bumble bee spun dizzy circles around my head and the living room floor lamp. i'm allergic to bees. and with that very thought the bee divebombed into an energy saving coil of destruction. all the while the siamese bug hunter snored, she herself in a coil. there's something intriguing about the idea of a kamikaze bumble bee meeting an unnatural but eco-friendly demise, and maybe that's why i feel like i just ate a canary.
the advertisement to the right of this post reads: "Never pay for electricity, when you can make cheap electricity at home." no joke.
don't worry, i know that wasn't deep or anything, just strange. i've decided to take aragorn's advise...again, no worries, there is nothing of any serious consequence at stake. just my heart...and let's face it the preposition "my" already put the the heart in jeopardy. besides if i'm right...i don't get hurt, if he's right i don't get hurt. so i think i'm gonna try and be a big girl on this one and just tell the truth. not the i thought about it for days and this is what sounds best, but in reality leaves me playing the role of victim once i blame you for my emotional paranoia truth. the actual truth. i didn't even know what the truth was until i started yelling yesterday and then burst into tears. once i got past the anger [ i didn't even know i had] then i actually felt something. i have feelings, but not in a scary way it's kinda hard to describe. it might actually be something akin to happiness. not sure mind you since i usually chase happiness away with a rolling pin and a shot gun. but if it's unfamiliar than it's probably something good. lol.
so i'm gonna get over myself and be honest. i know it sounds crazy to actually believe aragorn when he gives me that "i know you better than you know yourself..." bs. but the thing is this: yes, he's wrong 95% of the time, yes he believes he's right 100% of the time...but when he's actually wrong i never question it i just call him a jack ass and move on. the few times he's right...that's when i get the headaches. lol. whatever...we all know i'm melodramatic none of this is that big a deal. but it's nice for now.
so i watched in fear as a bumble bee spun dizzy circles around my head and the living room floor lamp. i'm allergic to bees. and with that very thought the bee divebombed into an energy saving coil of destruction. all the while the siamese bug hunter snored, she herself in a coil. there's something intriguing about the idea of a kamikaze bumble bee meeting an unnatural but eco-friendly demise, and maybe that's why i feel like i just ate a canary.
the advertisement to the right of this post reads: "Never pay for electricity, when you can make cheap electricity at home." no joke.
don't worry, i know that wasn't deep or anything, just strange. i've decided to take aragorn's advise...again, no worries, there is nothing of any serious consequence at stake. just my heart...and let's face it the preposition "my" already put the the heart in jeopardy. besides if i'm right...i don't get hurt, if he's right i don't get hurt. so i think i'm gonna try and be a big girl on this one and just tell the truth. not the i thought about it for days and this is what sounds best, but in reality leaves me playing the role of victim once i blame you for my emotional paranoia truth. the actual truth. i didn't even know what the truth was until i started yelling yesterday and then burst into tears. once i got past the anger [ i didn't even know i had] then i actually felt something. i have feelings, but not in a scary way it's kinda hard to describe. it might actually be something akin to happiness. not sure mind you since i usually chase happiness away with a rolling pin and a shot gun. but if it's unfamiliar than it's probably something good. lol.
so i'm gonna get over myself and be honest. i know it sounds crazy to actually believe aragorn when he gives me that "i know you better than you know yourself..." bs. but the thing is this: yes, he's wrong 95% of the time, yes he believes he's right 100% of the time...but when he's actually wrong i never question it i just call him a jack ass and move on. the few times he's right...that's when i get the headaches. lol. whatever...we all know i'm melodramatic none of this is that big a deal. but it's nice for now.