The Importance of Absurdity
Saturday, April 26, 2003
 
I really had no intention of whining in that last post. I swear. That's one of the things I don't like about blogging. I'm not generally a whiny complaining person. I really honestly am not. But it seems like all I do here is gripe, but only because I have trouble putting into words my funness and insaneness and giddyness and laughingness and having-the-great-time-that-I-normally-do-ness. I mean, that's who I am. I'm the girl that spends 2 hours on the phone and spends 3/4 of that time making no apparent sense. I'm the one who skips through the rain in barefeet. I'm the one that hears something even remotely funny and throws her head back laughing loudly (but not obnoxiously, I hope). I'm the one who, in the middle of a crowded hallway, yells out "Quack!" for the hell of it. But for some reason, that's not the way I come across here. I mean, ask anyone who knows me, or has even just seen me from a distance, and they'll tell you that this isn't me. So, the question is, how do I change the way I come across?