no, it's not that i secretly go out and kick small dogs in the shins every thursday night
or rip the wigs off the grandma's. it's more in my head the action takes place. in my head i
shred 99% of the people i see to pieces. it is a massacre with crooked limbs and severed heads
with bad hairdo's everywhere inside my brain.
as soon as i look at a person my brain finds the fault. "that skirt is too ugly for
words" - "ohmyghod, does he always talk like this?" - "why is his skin always flushed?"
- "why is she so fucking slow?"
oh, i realise most (if not all [except jewel ;]) people do this too. i'm not claiming to be the
unique snowflake here. it's just that i never think about the negativity my brain holds and
so when i do notice it, it has me blinking.
it seems it takes a while before new aquaintances get to know me well enough to realise that
i'm not a walking sugar cane that's inhaled a little too much of the laughing gas.
last night i had my roommate literally rolling on the floor with laughter
because apparently i was making amusing and mean comments about the people on the
telly. i didn't quite get it.
it seems that what i see as mere observations, others see as me bitching off. and i guess i
never noticed it before, but my observations always
do seem to be of the negative kind.
but really. it isn't my fault the girl cast as unpopular & uncool in the new show popular
would never have been that in real school, is it? i mean, i had to call them on it, i really had
to because she may be nice but we would never mix out here in the real world.
i just resent when tv people ask us to believe that a girl is fat because "she's wearing a
really baggy shirt" or that another girl is sharkbreath uncool because "she's not blonde and
she's not wearing a tight babydoll dress." that's MY territory you are misrepresenting fucker,
you know?
and i only commented that the dead chick in the episode of medical detectives on TLC
last night was ugly too because the narrator made a point out of noting that her husband (and
killer) wasn't handsome, really, it was just a sense of wanting to be fair.
oh whatever. i think i lost my thread somewhere. i guess i just wanted to note that i do have
teeth and sometimes i manage to bite my tongue by mistake and feel how sharp they are. or
something like that. fickle bitch i am.