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Feeling: It's supposed to storm tonight, so I guess that means I'll be reading. Then again, if there's one thing I've learned in my lifetime it's that weather people lie. They LIE, I tell you! Anyway, we need rain...so all this hype about storms has my mom ditching her prozac face for a slightly more chipper version. My mom's a Gemini, and I'm convinced that she has a form of tourettes (a type that doesn't involve foul language). You've probably known people like her. They act as if they can't possibly hold a thought in their head without it spilling uncontrollably out of their mouths. Not saying that all Geminis are like that, mind you...that was just a filler phrase. Anyway, here's the way my mom's mind works in co-operation with her mouth: We're in a very public place (like a restaurant or store) and she's looking around at everyone. Let's just say, for the sake of argument that there's a woman nearby who looks...well...strange. I don't care what's wrong with her--she could have bright orange hair or something... Me (thinking to self): *Geez, that woman's hair clashes with her nose.* My mom (OUT LOUD and VERY AUDIBLE to everyone around!): "My God! Do you think she knows her hair is neon orange??!!" Me: *cringe, looks for place to hide* And if you think that's bad, then you can imagine what she says/does in the comfort of her own home!! It makes me wonder if something happens to mothers while they're giving birth. I mean, does a vein that carries much-needed oxygen to the part of the brain that houses common sense errupt or something??? I don't get it. Well, it appears that the weather people didn't lie afterall....THIS time. That means I need to stop rambling and unplug my computer. Heaven forbid something should happen to it. I'd need at least twenty years of therapy to get over the loss! Save The Rayne! - 2004-12-27 � |
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