When I look back on my blog and see all the things I've written-the good, the bad, the ugly, the questionable, the funny, the pleas, the outcry and the dorkiness of it all makes me think of some one quite schizophrenic. And I guess I'd agree with it too.
I don't know how any one can live on this earth and not be schizophrenic to some degree or another. Especially when you think of all the emotional, the spiritual, the gooberinal that we all go through just to live each day, one day after the other. Whew! It's quite dizzying, really!
So, when I say I'm such a goober, I guess I'm just affirming my position in life.
What makes you a goober? What things have you done or said that qualifies as a world class goober?
Goober and schizophrenic should be synonymous with one another.
I'd be the first to raise my hand and make admission to the characteristics of such a person still living.
How about you?
PS: Please know my intent on the use of schizophrenic is in no way to demean those who live with this difficult condition.
2 comments:
I've decided to blame things on my hormones. the sad thing is i dont think that is far off. even after all these feminist courses I still know that my body sometimes determines what the hell is going on. (or just confuses it)
:O)
Grace,
Oh, I hear you through and through on that one. HORMONES: Hellish Or Retarded Moments Only Not Equally Sexed. Haha!
Kim
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