Just me and the crickets. Laughing hysterically. Me that is. Not the crickets. Laughing- REALLY LAUGHING- at that foolish http://www.yearbookyourself.com/ pic I made. I mean, jeeze. It's HYSTERICAL! See? ROFLSNORTINGMFAO! Wiping tears from my eyes laughter. Ok, you get the point. So I sat, laughing like a loon on and off, scaring the damn crickets.
Contemplated a bunch of things. Was a busy day. Things accumulated to contemplate. Contemplated some things from my past that connect to the present still. Sighed over them a little. Got sad over them a little. Wondered over them a little. Just one of those things. 
The asshat award goes to me tonight, I'm afraid. You know when you just say something you wished to God you bit your tongue in half before you blurted it out? Hmm. My tongue is still whole. But I think my foot is so far down my mouth I can feel my toe ring pinching my ass. And it was funny and it was horrifyingly embarrassing and it was a good-lord-suck-me-into-a-black-hole-oopsie-may-I-disappear-forever-"WHOAAAA NELLIE!" moment. Yes, a horrible wince/cringe episode. One that you can feel the burn from for a while.
Pfffft.
Nooo, not going to tell you. It's enough to lord it over me. I pretty much made myself look pretty damn stupid.
*sigh*
"No shit Watson." Said Sherlock.
*shudder*
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