Tuesday, September 6th, 2005 • No Comments on Things That Scare Me
—That Mentos commercial with all the birds in it. I like birds. It’s the ones who seem to be organizing some sort of bird militia that freak me out.
—Women who use their cell phones in public restrooms while in a stall. Please, for the love of God, can’t your phone call wait two minutes? shudder
—The very real possibility that one day when my dog wakes me up at some ridiculous hour (most recently, 6:45 a.m.), I’m going to lock myself out of the house while wearing nothing but a T-shirt.
—That I’m not as smart as I think I am.
—That I’m smarter than I think I am.
—That Jeb Bush will run for President. And win.
—That I will never fill up my iPod shuffle. It’s only 240 songs! Surely there are 240 songs I like enough to listen to again and again!
—Men who wear baseball hats inside. Inside and at night. What kind of fashion statement is that?
—The very beautiful, long-haired boy in one of my classes… who is most likely young enough to be my son.
—The fact that the above statement doesn’t keep me from staring at him.
—How disorganized and unfocused I am right now. It’s bothering the hell out of me and yet I can’t seem to get it together.
—That I have a lot of other writing to do and probably half a dozen intelligent, thoughtful things to write about here, but instead I’m compiling a silly list.
—My addiction to lists. The more disorganized I am, the more lists I make. Does it help? Who knows?
—That I am, as I write this, compiling a to-do list in my head.