Saturday, December 27, 2003
Oh crap! Sometimes I wonder how much more I can cram into my head. I have so many names, dates, and anecdotes inside me I feel like I can burst. Sometimes I'm too smart for my own good. Sometimes I'm wrong but I won't admit it. I burn with embarassment if that turns out to be the case.
"Nobody likes a crybaby," I say to Puff as he meows at me. Minutes later I realize the cat food dish is empty and he has been trying to tell me that he is hungry. Right now I can hear the crunch-crunch-crunch as he chomps away. In contrast, my stomach is full from Chinese food from Guilin, a leisurely meal with Larry and Eric. Too many spicy string beans. But a little room for chocolate when I come home. A missed call blinks on my forgotten cell phone. I often forget to carry it with me because my head is to full of other important things. When does your head say enough is enough?
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"Nobody likes a crybaby," I say to Puff as he meows at me. Minutes later I realize the cat food dish is empty and he has been trying to tell me that he is hungry. Right now I can hear the crunch-crunch-crunch as he chomps away. In contrast, my stomach is full from Chinese food from Guilin, a leisurely meal with Larry and Eric. Too many spicy string beans. But a little room for chocolate when I come home. A missed call blinks on my forgotten cell phone. I often forget to carry it with me because my head is to full of other important things. When does your head say enough is enough?
