So either I'm losing it, or I've never had it. Today whilst talking to Tyler, I asked him if he had gotten his mom anything for Mother's Day. Well, he started freaking out because he hadn't. He asked me when was Mother's Day, and I told him that I think it was during his Oxford visit (which I had mentioned this to him while he was here but he just doesn't listen to me). Tyler calls his mom to right his wrong to the woman who had birthed him. He returns on AOL. "You're a liar," he says. "Huh?" I ask. "Mother's Day isn't until May," he tells me. "Hmm...well, I bet my mom is wondering why I sent her a Mother's Day card in early March then," I think aloud.
This might not be so troubling to me if I wasn't living in Oxford where crazy* is as common as Full House reruns (I don't know where my my similes come from...really). Sure people here are really smart, but they're smart because they study non-stop in high gear. I think that makes a lot of people here crazy. I'm not quite sure where this leaves me though. Can't say that I have "I'd rather study than eat/sleep/live like a normal person" thing going for me. Hmm...is crazy contagious?
Just last term, I kept hearing this crunching noise under one of my keys on my laptop keyboard. I thought it was a frosted flake, so I yank that sucker off to see for myself. While holding the /? key in my hand, I realized that wasn't the best decision. Now, there's nothing but a square space left next to my shift key. And oh yes, there was no frosted flake to be found. That's not all, last term, I had found butter in my silverware drawer, my keys in my underwear drawer, and my pants in my school locker (okay, the last one's not that crazy, I just like to abide by the example rule of three). Anyway, the point is I'm losing it. I frequently find myself talking to myself sometimes in a Dr. Cox voice and attitude.** I guess next term will be the sure test of my mental state, but hopefully I'll have no more episodes to report.
*sorry if my use of the word "crazy" is offensive to those sensitive to people in the loony bin
**Dr. Cox is a character on Scrubs who often berates everyone around him using clever imagery and syllable elongation.
This might not be so troubling to me if I wasn't living in Oxford where crazy* is as common as Full House reruns (I don't know where my my similes come from...really). Sure people here are really smart, but they're smart because they study non-stop in high gear. I think that makes a lot of people here crazy. I'm not quite sure where this leaves me though. Can't say that I have "I'd rather study than eat/sleep/live like a normal person" thing going for me. Hmm...is crazy contagious?
Just last term, I kept hearing this crunching noise under one of my keys on my laptop keyboard. I thought it was a frosted flake, so I yank that sucker off to see for myself. While holding the /? key in my hand, I realized that wasn't the best decision. Now, there's nothing but a square space left next to my shift key. And oh yes, there was no frosted flake to be found. That's not all, last term, I had found butter in my silverware drawer, my keys in my underwear drawer, and my pants in my school locker (okay, the last one's not that crazy, I just like to abide by the example rule of three). Anyway, the point is I'm losing it. I frequently find myself talking to myself sometimes in a Dr. Cox voice and attitude.** I guess next term will be the sure test of my mental state, but hopefully I'll have no more episodes to report.
*sorry if my use of the word "crazy" is offensive to those sensitive to people in the loony bin
**Dr. Cox is a character on Scrubs who often berates everyone around him using clever imagery and syllable elongation.
4 comments:
Hey Mothers Day is approaching and in a while everyone around will be looking for that perfect gift...and well for some really unique ideas and suggestions you can also visit my blog on Mother's Day Gifts and check out all that i've posted there!!!
that's weird. didn't he even read my blog....i already got her a gift.
okay, well part of your problem may be me- and that gift/card shop on cornmarket because I thought mother's day was going to be before my parents arrived on March 31st!!! I gave my mother her mother's day the first day she was here and she was like "already?" of course, I played it off to the fact that i just wanted to give it to her while she was here, but i'm glad to know I'm not the only one. But that card store has been selling mothers day since right after valentines!!!!!!
WHO is that guy gerry by the way!?!
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