Jul 16, 2007 21:36
I am absolutely bewildered at the way that sugar substitutes never seem to completely dissolve in iced beverages. You end up sucking bland coffee through a straw one minute and a hefty mouthful of much-too-sweetness the next. It's nothing short of a perplexity.
A woman sitting at a near-distant table had her tea served to her a few moments ago. A smile on her face, the cup set in front of her, then she claps, following her applause with a meek "Yay!" Perhaps we shouldn't give something as insignificant as a cup of hot tea an audible ovation? Perhaps I should tell her that there is something outright creepy about a forty-something-year-old woman clapping at her tea? I'd offer her a popsicle if I had one.
I feel vulnerable and a little paranoid being out after dark without wearing bug spray. West Nile and all. I kinda feel ballsy, like I'm living on the edge. I'm also beginning to feel a little pathetic about the whole thing - that I even worry about such things.
You know you're from way out-of-town when you describe your tattoos as being written in "Greek" and the guy you're talking to thinks you said "Green." You also know you're from way out-of-town when the girl standing next to him asks if you're a teacher because you know Greek. I didn't feel it appropriate to go into the problems surrounding international language barriers.
I have been seriously considering moving to Africa to do mission work. I figure I've spread my smug wit more than enough around here. Why not grace another country with my cheery, sun-shiny disposition, right?
Nothing more runs through my head at the moment.
Talk about beating a once-innocent LJ post to a pulp. Jeez.
the "making it so that no one could ever,
wonderful smugness,
beating livejournal