Don't laugh. Pudding in the eyes is painful, to say the least. Especially lemon.
Tonight, I got to thinking about MP3 players, fish, bird feeders, corn chips and sincerity.
Sincerity as in "when yur srs, be srs". There is something twitchy in my brain, and when a situation becomes testy, I start trying to defuse it. Normally by words. Sometimes by hitting myself with what ever is handy.
At any rate, I got to wondering: When I do that, am I being sincere? Or just talking what I think they want to hear? It's not like I intentionally try to lie (most of the time...I'm working on it), but sometimes the words pop into my head before I have time to ask "Am I sincere or smooth?". I found this interesting, any any rate.
I also munched on some cold cheese dip with the aforementioned corn chips. It was smackadaddy tasty, that. Then I tried to get my fish to nibble on my finger. And apparently misspelled tapioca.
Morshipht.
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