2004-01-05
I may be crazy.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only person that has these weird thoughts at totally inappropriate times. Like sometimes I'll think of something totally funny and it will be in the middle of something serious. For some reason the more serious the situation, the funnier it seems. Unfortunately I'm one of those people that can't hide emotions very well. I'm very expressive.
For example, I went with my mom and aunt to church Christmas Eve. It was really packed in there and everyone was shoulder to shoulder. A soloist came up to sing and I was thinking she looked familiar. Then as soon as she started singing, I knew exactly where from, she was the May's Drug and Drug Warehouse girl.
They have a chain of drugstores there and unless you're from there or have heard the commercial, you won't have a clue about what I'm talking about. Anyway, the girl sings the theme song very exuberantly and that is about the only way to describe it. She also has a very distinctive range.
Anyway, my mom CANNOT STAND the girl. The May's Drugstore girl is to my mom what Kenny G is to me. Arch-nemesis. My mom is also very expressive (it must be where I get it). So she was going through her full range of facial expressions while this girl was singing The Epiphany and I was trying desperately not to look at my mom. But one glance and seeing her from the corner of my eye and I am near to cracking up. Add to this the crazy thought in my head that I kept hearing her singing "MAY'S DRUG AND DRUG WAREHOUSE!" at the end of every chorus and I was ruined.
I sat there, my entire body shaking from holding in the laughter and that soft little hiss-hiss-hiss snickering breathing throughout what must have been like 37 verses. And of course after every pause "MAY'S DRUG AND DRUG WAREHOUSE!" going off in my head. If I could have gotten up and run out I would have, but I was to the point of hysteria where one move and I would have burst out laughing.
Yeah Angela, that really isn't that funny, no it really isn't. That's exactly what I'm talking about. I always think about something completely ridiculous in the worst possible times and then there I am--STUCK!
This happened again today at my work. We have meetings every Monday. (I kind of wonder how smart this is to write about my job in a public journal, but oh well...) Anyway, we're starting this new program of health and wellness at my work and they're using the employees as guinea pigs to see how well it will work. I really think it's pretty cool and can't wait to get into it.
(I had one of the lowest blood pressures there. BOOYEAH! I am so secretly competitive. But this is all beside the point.)
So we have a guy presenting this to us and he is one of those sweet little guys that talks really softly but is really excited about what they're doing. He was going on about "love thy neighbor" and I just about lost it! He has one of those little button up cardigans and the nice little shoes and I suddenly just pictured him unbuttoning the cardigan and pulling out a little jacket and then untying his shoes and putting on some conservative sneakers and I had the incredible urge to yell out "WON'T YOU BE MY NEIGHBOR?!" And so while that and "ding ding! It's the trolley!" ran through my head I thought to myself, don't do it Angela, don't do it!
Why does my brain do this to me?! I swear I'm half cracked. *sigh* I really don't get it. Does anyone else do this?
I love split pea soup! (Yeah, maybe I am crazy...)
Dancin': 3.29 | Dog walkin': 2.0 | Total: 5.29 miles
XOXOX
Loch
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