" kiss my prik grapow khai dow "

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sometimes i wonder if i have any major psychological or medical problems. like, am i having a mood swingydingy or am i an irritable mild bi-polar? or, why are my ribs sorta like they are; angular and positioned thus?

it's not as if i have any doubt that i am anything but what could be considered "normal," but maybe if i had a distinguishable affliction or acknowledged clinical state of being, i might be what most would consider far from typical.

though there's nothing wrong with being typical mind you. on some of my best days, i revel in the fact that i have an average build, a clear mind, high tolerance for the roaming asses of the world, and a mile-long list of interests and hobbies. it's enough to just put me above charlie brown status.

now, how to properly market myself. this then becomes the crux. i have a business card; does that count at all maybe perhaps? and how does one really get themselves recognized, if by all physical and mental capacities you are deemed socially neutral? it's a baffle sometimes.

one of these days i should go nertz and punch some random person in the face. just to see how this potential victim, flabbergasted and caught completely off guard, would react. what could i say?

"sorry sir or madam, i was just fed up with being a C+, and i know you were just minding your business when i came up to you and clocked you upside your head, but i needed to step outside of the box. do you want me to help you gather your groceries and various papers?"

anywho, i still don't quite understand the charm of supposed colorful characters. at least beyond the surface glamour of the moment and the echo of the fantastic. there's more to see in most people beyond the flashy, or the beefy, or the shiny, or the troubled.

and here i am, a premiere example of a superb human person, finding the niche and hitting the stride at all the right angles. what're you upto tonight?

wanna get some pancakes?

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