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I know you are but what am I?
Aug. 10th, 2010 01:29 amThroughout my life I have been repeatedly called weird, strange, silly, and the like. But I don't really see myself that way. I feel pretty normal. As in the way I behave is the norm for erislife. And I find that a good amount of the time that people accuse me of such a thing it's when they've caught me doing something that they don't like to admit that they do themselves. Things like dancing around like an idiot, making faces, or making up silly songs about whatever I'm doing at that moment.
But once in a great while (I have made a post like this before, but I do not recall the content), I have a moment of clarity where I'm suddenly cognizant that what I'm currently doing is pretty fucking weird. I just told Josh about this and he called it a "moment of sanity". Jerk.
Just a few minutes ago I was talking at Josh through the bathroom door as he was pooping, because it's annoying and if you haven't already figured it out a great deal of my humour is based on being annoying. I have all my hair back in one braid currently, and as I was talking at him through the door I was swinging it and thwacking it against the door. And I commented that it made a very similar sound to when he thwacks his penis against something and asked him if he thought my braid or his penis were heavier. He laughed at me, we figured my braid was probably heavier because it's a lot of hair. I then went silent and continued thwacking my braid against the door and pondering the sound it made. It was at that moment that I suddenly realised how weird all that was. And walked away.
A few days ago when we had a tandem shower I also recited the entire "the man your man could smell like" Old Spice commerical at him before letting him have the bottle of Old Spice body wash. But that wasn't weird, that was fucking hilarous. Because I'm funny! =D
P.S. He walked by while I was typing this and I yelled "I'M TELLING THE INTERNET THAT YOU POOP!" he replied: "Ah! Don't do that, I don't inform the world of your bowel movements!" I said "But it's part of the story!" Him, "AUGH! Fine."
But once in a great while (I have made a post like this before, but I do not recall the content), I have a moment of clarity where I'm suddenly cognizant that what I'm currently doing is pretty fucking weird. I just told Josh about this and he called it a "moment of sanity". Jerk.
Just a few minutes ago I was talking at Josh through the bathroom door as he was pooping, because it's annoying and if you haven't already figured it out a great deal of my humour is based on being annoying. I have all my hair back in one braid currently, and as I was talking at him through the door I was swinging it and thwacking it against the door. And I commented that it made a very similar sound to when he thwacks his penis against something and asked him if he thought my braid or his penis were heavier. He laughed at me, we figured my braid was probably heavier because it's a lot of hair. I then went silent and continued thwacking my braid against the door and pondering the sound it made. It was at that moment that I suddenly realised how weird all that was. And walked away.
A few days ago when we had a tandem shower I also recited the entire "the man your man could smell like" Old Spice commerical at him before letting him have the bottle of Old Spice body wash. But that wasn't weird, that was fucking hilarous. Because I'm funny! =D
P.S. He walked by while I was typing this and I yelled "I'M TELLING THE INTERNET THAT YOU POOP!" he replied: "Ah! Don't do that, I don't inform the world of your bowel movements!" I said "But it's part of the story!" Him, "AUGH! Fine."
