Predisposable...

I'm becoming more and more aware of how often I interrupt other people when they're talking. I tend to listen to what someone else is saying only long enough to begin my own monologe. When someone is relating a story or experience I'm usually formulating my own "related" story that's obviously more important because, well, it's my story. I'm a self absorbed ass. It's not that I think I'm that important, it's just that I feel my experiences and stories are so unique and individual. They're not. Really. I know this, but I'm pretty set in my ways and it's darn difficult to break the habit. I'll sometimes notice that I'm waiting for a break in someone elses' narative so I can speak. I haven't even really been listening, I'm actually counting breaths so that I can interrupt when they pause to breathe. I really don't have a superiority complex, I don't secretly despise people. I just am so caught up in my life sometimes that it's hard not to want to tell everyone and make it the center of every conversation. I only focus when I'm really interested, and I never wait to see if I'm interested when someone else talks. Plus, I know I'm interested in myself, so...there you go.

In the land of imaginary friends, my wonder twin power this week is... Ok, so, I just recently found out that someone I consider a friend is still alive and supposedly well, and not, I repeat not dead in a gutter somewhere in L.A. (because all crime originates from L.A.). She dissapeared off the radar a couple months back, but she has been sighted and is well, and I'm a little tiny bit less concerned now. But if you want to come over and have a beer, Claire, just call. You can't always flake out, can you? People were (are) concerened for you, so quit the whole "need my space, gotta get my head on straight, I'm a pompus self-absorbed ass..." thing and make contact, ok?!!! Sheesh, kids! Plus, we all know who the pompus ass is here, don't we. In other news, I'm not going to the zoo tomorrow. That will dissapoint a couple otters, a marmot, two penguins, a hyenna and Aaron, but not the lemurs or the Giraffes. The giraffes are balls anyway. Sorry Aaron, my union doesn't cover personal zoo days. But it should. Everyone should feel free to contact my union and demand that workers recieve a minimum of three personal zoo days per year. It's what's best for the country. Links galore! Well, till next rant...