Today, I am at a tolerable level of crazy.
See, sometimes I think I've "gone normal".
But really it's just that I was batshit crazy before and now it's just an endearing quirky kinda crazy.
Or at least I keep telling myself that.
Also, turns out being around sober people makes me impulsively talk about drugs and alcohol.
Compulsively, even.
Well, I am nothing if not inappropriate.
But I imagine it's not too helpful to recovering smack addicts.
God knows, being helpful is not my strong suit.
There's a week of retail work and shopping ahead of me.
But a weekend of seeing people before that.
It's always so surprising when people like me.
Kind of an acquired taste.
Also, killer allergies.
They make me want to crawl into bed with a bowl and a book and not leave for days.
Stay tuned for that action-packed excitement, kids.
You know I deliver.
#48 - Make up ridiculous tales about your life and tell them to other people. When you slip up and contradict yourself, cry and run away. You know, before they can call you a liar to your face. Then pretend it never happened.
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