Pack Your Bags And Run Away...

The Transit War - Kerosene


There comes a day (Tuesday) in everyone's lives when they realize that, perhaps, they have found their true calling. For me, that day was today (You see? Tuesday).

I think I'm destined to point out people's flaws to them. Not in a mean, mocking way, but more in a "look, you're an idiot, but you're fixable!" sort of way.

Take, for example, this man. I could say to him, "wow sir, you really didn't think that one through. Flamethrowers aren't for use near your house, or place of residence," and he'd say, "thank you stranger! I'm a better person now!" No need for thanks good sir. All in a day's work.

Or, this exact conversation that has taken place over Facebook between two kids from my former high school, between November 20th and December 15th:

ConfusedBoy: "i love you"
ConfusedGirl: "love you too"
CB: "i l,ove you baby"
CG: "love you too"
CB: "hey"
CG: "I love you"
CB: "i lvoe you baby!"
CG: "love you more"

Thats right. For nearly a month, this boyfriend and girlfriend wrote on each other's Facebook walls, saying nothing but "i love you," and other variants.

Now, I understand, they're just confused. They don't really love each other. At least I can't imagine that they actually do. So to them I could say, "hey, you guys have a lot of life in front of you. Quit thinking you're in love. You're 16." And they'd say back, "shut up. We are in love." And I'd give up.


Also. Side-note. I was out shoveling this morning, and I didn't have to dig out anyone that had gotten stuck in the intersection by our house. Last time it snowed, a few days ago, three people got stuck and needed help. So today was a little disappointing.