December 7, 2004
one swell thing about being me
is my poker face.
it's always on.
sometime's it's smiling, laughing, or otherwise happy.
sometime's it's not a poker face - it's a real face.
but sometimes it's a poker face.
and when it is, nobody knows it. at least, that's my observation. i could be dealing with an ulcer, a detached bicep, dysentary, a frontal lobotomy, terminal boredom, and the drowning death of my goldfish - and nobody would be able to tell that something was "wrong".
at least, that's my observation.
combine this with my chronic inability to excuse myself from a conversation and you can understand why i've got a reputation as a good listener.
plus, i'm a good listener.
ooh! this must be some kind of "cry for attention"!
yes, of course it's a cry for attention. wtf else is a weblog?
thats not the only swell thing about you! ;)