The Longest Strangest Week/Weekend/Week

It's storming literally and figuratively, and there are good points and bad points about both of those things.

Sometimes there are just no words. There are just blank stares that leave no question of what you want to say--Especially when what you want to say is, "Really, dude?"--yet you don't say it because you are a grown up and grown ups control themselves.

Jesus, that was a big clap of thunder. O.O

Then there are the times that words are useless because you're too busy squealing in excitement to say anything else--for example, when I checked my Twitter tonight and saw that THE Yoko Ono was following me. OhmygodsoexcitedIcoulddie.

There was a girl who came to my house Saturday. I don't know how she got invited, no one asked me, I guess they just assumed open party--which was incorrect. Anyway, within five minutes of being in my house this girl starts striking kitchen matches and throwing them, still lit, into my kitchen floor. One of them even hit me on the leg. Still lit. My brain couldn't process it fast enought for me to throw her out. All I could get out was a stern, "Please, don't do that." She giggled and then said that she was sorry.

I mean, I get the irony that these were kitchen matches but. Seriously?

That same girl had to be told REPEATEDLY to stop dancing in the kitchen, after she broke one of Jake's favorite shot glasses--scratch that FAVORITE shot glass. What is wrong with people?

Then later that night every apple but one in the fruit bowl had bites taken out of them, then replaced in the fruit bowl as if they were fine. Someone even took a bite of one, chewed it up and then spat it into the sink. When I told them they should be ashamed of themselves and that it was not funny and not cool to waste my food, they just stood there looking at me like they didn't understand English, and then tried to convince me it was funny.

What. Is. Wrong. With. People?


I keep editing what I want to really type here at the end. Suffice to say I wish that I could just relax and be happy, but there are some people and forces in this world not allowing that just at the moment. What can you do though, when you aren't the cause of drama, and there is no lasting effect on you? Besides ignore it, hide under the covers, and pray it goes away.

Now, on to the literal storm. It better water my hydrangea's good, cause I need to see some blooms!!