l'm very happy with it. "l'm a big fat pain in my own ass, and l need to get out of my way." l think this is nifty, and works quite well for me in light of my general recent emotional and mental insanity. Some of you got the text message l sent out last night about this. Now l will tell you the story of why and how it came to be. Don't worry, it's pretty clear fairly quickly, so this'll be brief.
Last night, l went to the bar with the intent of hanging out and having a hot toddy and writing in my journal. l saw a girl there that l've seen around, but never much talked to. She's pretty young, gotta be just barely twenty one. High, sort of manic energy, typical of a young woman her age. She was there with her boyfriend. At some point, we all started playing pool. Her man bought me a Guiness, same thing they were drinking. At some point during the game, he apparently took sips from the wrong beer, and she went OFF. l mean, literally took his beer and POURED SOME OF IT BACK INTO MINE AND HER GLASSES since she couldn't figure out whose beer it was he drank from. Who could and who cared? We all had about the same amount. She sat there for TEN FREAKING MINUTES yelling at him about drinking other people's beer, during which time l was piping up with stuff like "Really, l don't have cooties, and don't care about getting a few", and "Girl, it's OHHHHKAY, plenty more beer in those taps behind the bar", to which she's responding, "Yeah, l KNOW, but that's not the point.". l was just DYING to go, "Yes, yes, your point is that you want to throw a fit over something reeeeallly fucking stupid and selfishly ruin your boyfriend's night", but of course, l didn't. At one point she had her back to me, and he looked over her shoulder at me like a poor cornered animal and l shrugged and gave him a look that went 'YOU picked her, dude.", and let her ramble while l kicked both their asses at Cutthroat. <G>
My life could be SO much worse right now. l could be dumb enough to date that girl. l could *be* that girl. But, like me (though for different reasons), she's a big fat pain in her own ass and needs to get out of her own way.
And that's how l came up with my mantra. Plus, laughing at yourself is never a bad thing.
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