Babaloo

yeah, i’m kind of a party pooper…what’s it to ya?

October 27, 2010 at 10:26 am Leave a comment

The very idea of crowds sets off alarms in my psyche. Retreat! Retreat!! Sounding in my head in conjunction with the concept of close quarters with lots of people are the type of alarms that sounded in the movie, SILKWOOD, when Meryl Streep was exposed to radiation and they had to strip her down and shower her right there at the workplace.

But why? idk y’all. But, it’s clearly an inherited trait. I got it from my mother. She got it from her mother. I don’t know who Mama Margie got it from. It’s not fun to be the one who doesn’t wanna go to whatever THING the kids wanna go to. But, that’s me. Now, nine times outa ten, if I’ll push through it and go on…Face up to it and focus on other people having fun and me trying not to look like how I really feel…Well, I do fine. Typically.

All that said: We’ve got a harvest festival with games and candy and face painting and all that mess coming up at church.

Sheeeeeesh. I’d rather be horse-whipped.

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