If someone asked me to describe my current state in one word, I think I’d have to say, “REALLY SUPER MUCH AWAKE.”
Wait. That was four words.
The thing is, when you are this AWAKE you tend to have a lot of random and unconnected THOUGHTS flowing (dancing? bouncing? driving recklessly?) through your mind. When this occurs, the only thing you can do is try and clear a few away to either settle down the activity a little, or make room for MORE.
WHEEE!
So.
THE LAST SEVEN UNCONNECTED AND RANDOM THOUGHTS I HAD
1. I don’t like Diet Coke AT ALL. In fact, I get confused when I see people drinking it, because it tastes like chemicals mixed with chemicals mixed with acid. Blecccch. I don’t care if it has 1 calorie (or whatever the heck the count is.) It makes my mouth feel like a nuclear testing lab.
Using that logic to justify drinking something horrible is like saying you should eat more dirt because it’s “natural.” Go ahead. Have my bowl of soil.
2. Patchouli is potentially one of the worst “chosen smells” on earth. I mean, it doesn’t compete with sulfur or rotten eggs (wait, same thing) or sour milk, but you don’t go buy sour milk incense, either. You don’t choose a votive candle that smells like shoes. You don’t dab on a bit of Eau de Industrial Waste.
To me, Patchouli smells like something that has been left sitting in a damp spot for about a week, and then set on fire.
When something smells bad, that’s nature’s way of saying NO. Not, “Hey, this would make my dorm room smell more like home.”
3. Did you know that I cried at the movie Babe? I mean, I WEPT. Every time the piglet talked, I was literally sobbing. I still don’t understand why this happened. Was I overwhelmed by cuteness and sentimentality? Was I set adrift by the idea of orphan pigs? Do I have an emotional attachment to James Cromwell? I don’t know. And I also cried at Charlotte’s Web!
Wait a second! Is this leftover bacon guilt?
4. Why do computer speakers near me go TAT TAT TAT TAT TAT right before I get a text message or a phone call? That’s just weird. It’s like foreshadowing, except that it’s just a really random noise, and not some speech by a mysterious character in a novel alluding to “things your mother may not have told you about Barrie House… and the basement. And Jed, the gardener with the missing fingers. And your Aunt Louise.”
Creepy.
5. Air conditioning is rarely “just right.” Usually it’s not enough, and you’re sitting around feeling like a crockpot, or you’re freezing up like a tray of ice. Crockpot or ice cube tray. Which would you choose? I think I’d choose the ice cube tray, because then I could be added to a mojito. And swimming around in a giant mojito sounds way better than sitting in a giant vat of pot roast.
What?
6. Cooking terms make me giggle. Coddle. Curdle. Julienne. Chiffonade. Poach. Hahaha. Those are funny words. Seriously. I typed them while laughing. Oh! One more: Zest. Hahaha.
7. Sometimes, when I’ve had a lot of coffee, colours seem brighter. People seem louder. I seem smarter. And that’s when I know it’s ALL AN ILLUSION.
And that’s really all I’ve got.
I am going to brew a pot of coffee. I want some of what you just had.
“Swimming around in a giant mojito sounds way better than sitting in a giant vat of pot roast. What?”
Hahaha. Zest!
I’m getting a big ol’ mug full of java.
I finally understand what blogging is.
Meg–Patchouli is catnip. You gotta work with it.
I, too, loose it watching Babe. But I’m not sure whether it’s the pig or the skinny farmer who’s getting to me. Which might explain my take on catnip.
RM
4. If you drive a car regularly it would do it to your car speakers as well. To a lesser extent it will do it to your sterio or your TV. Some cell phones do it more than others, my POS nokia does it so bad that friends make me turn it off in their car when they drive. It is communication interference being picked up by your speakers via cell phone. I just think of if as my little warning message before my phone rings. It probably causes cancer.
I like diet coke way better than any other diet soft drink if I soda. I rarely drink coffee and when I do it is decaf. I hated the movie babe. BUT I hate pathcouli too, so we can still hang. You can have all my coffee and I can have all your diet coke. I promise to be freshly bathed and smell nice.
I’m a diet Coke drinker from way back, though I’ll splurge every once in a while for diet Dr. Pepper. About as much caffeine as an espresso. Light patchouli reminds me of the 60′s; heavy patchouli reminds me of parts of New Jersey.
Sautee, chiffonade, filet, herbes de Provence, vinaigrette, remoulade, rouille, and ratatouille!
I’m damn near crying!
Oh, Oh, Orichiette!
Now I’m hungry.
You know, I have a similar reaction to Babe. Tears. Why? I don’t know.
Diet coke: carcinogenic ergo unacceptable. I’ll go with the calories & then hate myself.
Patchouli is the smell of the ’60s. All those joss sticks smouldering away & very effectively smothering the fragrance of wacky baccy.
‘Babe’ is very big here at Patteran Pastures. And just as soon as ‘Charlotte’s Web’ drops below £15.00 at the cheapest retail outlet it’ll take its place in the pantheon of animal/CGI DVDs worshipped by R & R.
Mobile ‘phone/pc speakers. I believe that the carrier wave (?) arrives at the ‘phone & all other transmission-friendly devices before the actual modulated message hence that little Cassandra moment.
Air conditioning is still something of a rarity over here in the Old Country. Maybe now that we’re doing actual heat in the summers (bless you, global warming), we might see it spreading.
‘Drizzle’ – that’s the one that pisses me off.
I know that I have uttered this heresy in megcomments before, but I HAVE NEVER DRUNK A CUP OF COFFEE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
Doesn’t that little sound that takes over your computer during a phone call make you wonder what kind of rays are beaming into your head as you talk on the phone?
I will drink your soil…I am addicted to the stuff!
I don’t know what Patchouli smells like, although it’s always associated with hippies. The natural smell I hate is dried eucalyptus. Nasty. I love diet coke, so back off! (I kid.)
You crack me up! I’m as bewildered with your love of coffee as you are with my love of DC. If I have a coffee, it’s mostly milk, with a splash of coffee, and a whole lot of hazelnut syrup. I guess I’m just a fan of impostor drinks :)