I am convinced that Dr. Chlorine is a strange, strange man. Funny, but most definitely strange. Of course, like the rest of us are so "normal". Yeah right!

Okay, today is both brutal honesty day and extreme funny sarcasm day. Of course, one can be hidden inside of the other, but usually I am not combining the two. Today, I have pretty much told my rather psychologically fragile friend precisely what I believe that she needs to do. I could be wrong. I will admit that, but she's been spiralling in the same god-awful whirlwind of mind for so long and no one will tell her like it is for fear of upsetting her or "setting her off". Basically, everyone coddles her, most especially her mother, or they just avoid her because they cannot take her. She is my friend and I love her dearly but I admit that I can only take her in very small doses. I know that she will be mad at me for what I have said to her but would I be any kind of real friend if I didn't tell her the truth, or rather, my perception of the truth? Siccophants and phonies coddle and tell lies. I cannot do that, not to anyone that I really and truly love enough to call him or her my friend. Now, to go and tell someone else precisely what I think... May God help that person!

Just so you know, "Batman Begins" rocks! It has an actual plot and storyline and everything!

Did you have one of those days where for some unknown reason, a song you haven't heard in literally years pops in your head out of no-where. Today, at work, as I sit in my boring cubicle, Olive Oyl's "He Needs Me" from the "Popeye" movie just started going through my head! Fortunately, I like that song, but it's so like "Huh? Where the hell did that come from ?"

I think it was Mike a few weeks back you wrote about how he had gone back and was re-reading all of his old posts and it had reminded him of things he had forgotten and then he urged us all to do the same. The past couple of days, I've sort of been taking his advice. I have always liked re-reading things I've written, whether it be personal or inane or fiction or fact. I enjoy it. I particularly enjoy reading personal things because it reminds me of a state of mind I was in during a particular moment or time of my life. I find old notebooks from highschool and college and smile at what I've written in the margins- song lyrics, quotes, stupid thoughts, doodles- I'm a really big fan of writing in the margins. It just reminds me of things that if they were important enough for me to write down, then they ought not be forgotten. In some cases, it even helps me to not Rose-tint the past, something I think most humans do. Sometimes it's better not to forget what happened and how I felt, in all it's ugly glory.

What also jumps out at me when I read those old posts is all of my spelling errors, usually leaping over words because I'm going so fast. My head said them, but my hands skipped right over them, and that makes me crazy! So, if I have time, I think I would like to back and correct all of those spelling and contextual errors. I guess it's just the teacher in me popping out.