Call'em Like I See'em

[profoundly_grey]

So I've had a fairly eventful weekend. I helped some friends pick out paint for their new place, though I unfortunately didn't much help in the actual caulking and painting. (I'm useless for things like that, though I convinced my dad to give me the caulking gun and try it, and found I actually liked that part of the job, not that he'd give it up

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[astaraelweeper]

It's the season. The quota of random ass conversations has increased to frightening proportions lately. Worst was the woman last week who tried to explain my own bus route to me, since I couldn't possibly know it, even though I was clearly familiar with which route options I could take, how often they came, etc. Oh, and then she proceeded to tell me about how she doesn't want to leave her house on inauguration day. @.@

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[profoundly_grey]

Bus Crazies are a special type of crazy. I have had several people explain routes to me when I know exactly the heck I'm doing. There are also those who rarely, rarely ever take the bus who think they know what the heck routes I should take. Jeez, people! Get an effing grip!

Also, the random ass Inauguration Day thing is rather creepy. O.O

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[tiemeinbows]

Psh. I'm Japanese and I don't even pronounce it correctly 99% of the time. :-P

(It's Kare-e-o-ki, right? >.>)

[profoundly_grey]

LOL, that's like me with Spanish. I can't roll my R's to save my life!

(And yes, hun, that's correct. ♥ )

[nephthysmoon]

See, it's being associated with the Crazy that makes you attract the Crazy. Perhaps you shouldn't speak to me again. *sad*

[profoundly_grey]

No, no, no! These are special, bad types of crazy. Yours and ours is a good, cleverly disguised insanity. *cacklesnort*