I get this way in the spring. Right about this time for some reason. I can't enjoy any TV or write anything funny. Even food doesn't taste good to me. I checked my journal and it was around early April last year that I was also going squirrely out of my head.
Maybe like the Vulcan's this is my time of PON FAR. However, last time it happened, I stuck my fingers under the bulletproof glass at the bank and I got asked to leave rather roughly by someone who it turned out I would not be dating thank you very much. His beard was longer than mine so it was a turn-off right from the beginning, baby. Sigh, hopefully things will get better in a few days or so.
I was so hoping she would have a parachuting accident and fall right into my back yard. Then we would eat these new 'Kit Kats' and they would be yummy. You don't need to be all that pretty but low self esteem and a rather loose attitude regarding shared bubblebaths is essential. I can be reached by any of the usual meathods.
