I Have A Blog, How Odd.

Sunday, June 01, 2008 @ 3:44 AM

I just ate toothpaste but really i prefer the aroma of foot powder

Sometimes i wonder... if we're drowning in our egos or just drowning full stop.

Sometimes i wonder whether writing...the pursuit of trying to relate 'the human
experience' (whatever the heck that's supposed to be) is just a pursuit of the ego. Us making fanciful lavish statements about life and our perspective on it just to give ourselves a sense of self-worth that we don't deserve.

Some days where i feel like there's some kinda hypertension in the air that everyone is completely unaware of. Most of the time i wonder... whether reading metaphor and symbolism into the mundane is all it takes to drive us insane.

It's working pretty well on me so far.

Touching on other things, women have a habit of over talking so much so that they ask a question and allow only a micro second to answer, and if you don't answer within that time... they continue to talk and cut you off even if you start answering.

Women at times ask a question, but before they let you answer it, they answer it for you.

Isn't that annoying?

Is it just me or what..its jokes.

Enough women do it in my family and i've come across others that have done it too.

I think i know the difference between a rhetorical question and a real one yet they always answer it even if its for an opinon. It's like...

sis- what do you think of this, would it look good there?
me- umm (gets cut off)
sis - ahh actually i like it here... goes well in that corner. So what do you think?
me - well (gets cut off)
sis - ok... i've made up my mind. Its nice here.

Once i accidentally dialled a wrong number and a women answered it.

Woman: Hello?!
Me : Can i sp...
Woman : Yes?!
Me : Is ..?
Women : Yes ?!
Me : Umm...
Woman : Yes?!
Me : ....
Woman : Yes?! ... Yes?! .... YES??!!

I had one today with my mom.My mom was buying some flowers and was asking me which one's are nice, i learnt its best to answer in a way that you can't be asked again.

Mom: Are these flowers nice?
Me: Mom, you're the expert.

Later on, i started to give my opinion but my mom would disregard it and carry on. So in the end my mom was like...

Mom: Do you think i should get the other one's?
Me: Whatever one's i tell you to get, you are just going to get the one's you like anyway.

Mothers, you gotta love 'em.