Recently, I had discovered that an acquaintance of
mine, took online quizzes, to understand herself better.
Whoops, if I were completely honest, I knew she had the
strange habit of cyberspace reaffirmation...I guess I had just chosen to ignore it.
Course, there is nothing wrong with wanting to know,
was I, Napoleon Dynamite or Napoleon Bonaparte...in a
However, my character
defects are as blatant as the
scowl on my cat's face at
feeding time. And, it is as of
that I have truly embraced my
I suppose that it is out
of fear, due to a recent
surgery. Or, more to the point, it is out of sheer
boredom and a 'no choice but to think myself into mental jail' induced by pain medication, that I have these...
I am gross! I know it. I spit into the wind. I
tend to laugh without an inside voice...too much in a
quiet theater. I share my ice cream with the dogs. I cry
when watching democratic debates. And, I breakdown into
hysterics...when watching republican debates.
And, it is a fact that...
I have told my partner on
numerous occasions if Susan Sarandon or Helen Mirren
offered themselves to me...in a biblical sense; that I
would be late for dinner.
Here's the thing...We are all vulnerable. First and
foremost, we guard our psyche with true valor and honor. But love, the forever kind, does something to us. It
opens the door for me and/or us to face our faults and say,
'I don't care if she knows what my secrets are!'
A lifelong love knows the answer to:
"When did Brenda and Eddy start going steady?"
Therefore, it is also a fact that...
My partner and her can of Lysol will always accept my
burning incense of Patchouli!
Just the other day, Megan, had let it slip...the
ultimate, you are the only one for me, statement...
"Did I tell you? The whole month of September...I was
pissed at you? Can't even remember why! 'Kept ignoring
your foolish shit. Your bad singing! You know...I had
been pretending that I wasn't mad, but I was, but I wasn't! No matter!
You never figured it out. So I just gave up...being mad, that is!"
Every morning, since I have found that crutches and I do not mix, I look over at the
Best Friend with Benefits...smile and think...
"Thank Christ I am somebody's angel!"
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