This week, as contrasted with my expectations for it, is fantastic.
Yesterday was probably one of the best Mondays thus far this school year. Grogginess, crankiness and apathy all failed to settle into their accustomed places, the reason for which I have no clue about. The sun shone brightly, but its light lacked whatever paints the world in washed-out hues on all too many Mondays. The quirky behavior of the populace, rather than set the murky fluids of mine brain achurn, merely caused half-grins to twitch at the corners of my mouth. Mrs. Solomon taught us the wrong math lesson. The grass didn't make me itch in the slightest when laid upon. I began to get a little more accustomed to the fact that about half the girls I know have short hair now.
Come to think of it, Trevor and Michael have always been much more hardcore than me in the belief that long hair is better - I was always the one to say, "Well, but on some girls short hair looks as good or better," and then they'd cite numerous examples, saying, "Imagine her with short hair!" And I would think briefly, and say, "Yes, for them you're right, but..." to which they'd say "Ha! Loser," and go off and abuse guitar strings. Or some crap like that. That was the direction in which certain crap usually went.
(Doubtless Trevor will call me as soon as I post this and say, "I never said any such thing! You were the one who was always raving about long hair!")
Today was also very, very nice. In objective terms, it was probably at least as good as yesterday; but when one takes into consideration that Mondays, by well-established tradition, suck, one would have to say that today was not as much of a pleasant surprise as yesterday. One would also have to say that because I said it, albeit in a roundabout manner, and one would be a fool not to agree with me in such a time as this. For your reference, such a time as this is a time in which one should be agreeing with me.
Neverth'less today was very nice.
Yet I still have a slight feeling that I haven't had much interesting to say lately; nor have I found myself able to empathize to any great degree. But really, there's not much exposition to be done on that subject, since I haven't yet worked out the details; and besides, I would not want to risk giving the impression that I'm in a bad mood. I am extraordinarily happy and that no doubt shows in the odd offshoots which the proverbial tree of one-way conversation has sprouted.
posted on Tuesday, April 29, 2003
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