I have a tendency to ... talk to myself. A lot. I will hear something on the radio (i.e. last night's stupid basketball game) or I will see something and it will inspire me to have a conversation. With myself. I'm not talking about just one or two lines. No, I'm talking about a whole damn conversation. Complete with gesticulations (that means, "hand gestures" for those readers who might be vocabulary deficient).
I might even argue with myself. If I am so inclined. It is quite the spectacle. Or so I can imagine. Especially since I was TOTALLY caught last night by a neighbor. Stupid personal habits. I don't even think I could stop if I wanted to. I've been talking to myself for so long, it's just a part of who I am.
I guess it's okay, right? So long as I don't start talking to imaginary people. Or slapping myself around for saying something silly/dumb. That would be bad. Very bad.
4 comments:
ha ha ha I totally caught my neighbor talkign to herself the other day too! I think we all do it. I am jsut lucky to have bridget now to help me play it off. :)
No, you totally do it the best, talking to yourself I mean. -Leslie
I know. Right? Entire conversations for crying out loud! Sheesh.
Thatgirl - Sorry sorry sorry, I've been slackin' off and haven't visited your blog in ages! And now look - you're talking to yourself. Of course, it's no crime and not even too much of a psychological flaw, seeing as how I do it myself...but getting busted? Okay, just plain funny.
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