Wednesday, November 26

Voyage to the center of me

I had a somewhat revealing conversation with Jen last night (god, I love how that makes me sound so crazy. Like not only do I talk to myself, but I talk to myself in the third person). Point being, long talks late at night over tea are inherently good for revealing weird things about yourself.

For instance, I've been feeling very blah lately. (Like you couldn't tell from my abysmal blogging?) At the same time, I've been making a very concerted effort to take care of myself -- eat right, exercise, boring, boring, boring, healthy, healthy, healthy. Somehow these two things have become linked in my mind. Okay, actually, I think I've become boring while I've become healthy. Like somehow broccoli has leached away my sense of humor. Could it also be that I've been busy at work, busy at home, and getting sick at the same time? Sure, but it's much easier to blame the broccoli. And then I could have a nice cold frosty one and go back to being me.

I also discovered today whilst reading someone's "100 things" list that I distrust people who claim to not watch TV or to even own a TV. That's just ... freaky. That's nothing to be proud of, people! It's a cause for shame, much like having a blog where the predominant color is pink. I just can't take you seriously enough to stick around and read.

I think what we've learned here is that I don't trust people who don't watch TV, and I don't trust healthy people. This does not sound good. But I'm okay with that.

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