Well, but, umm...

So, that is my standard response when someone coments on something I did, that is slight umm, offish. Well, it varies, but there is always a "Well," and an "Umm."

This one time, I was heating something up, and someone asked me if I wanted to burn the pizza. I know I had something in the microve, and yes, it was kinda getting really hot. My reply was not, "Yep, it's sure burning." It's usually Well, but, umm... It's just heating up. I could just agree, but I always end up giving a explanation. I just like to give and get explanations of random shibitz.

As an aside, I enjoy quipping about random stuff. Since it's random, one can't really get stuck on a topic. Although, people do get stuck starring me with blank faces once I say something that doesn't quite make sense. Well, I often say stuff that doesn't quite make sense. That's my quirk. The more a person hangs out with me, the more that person understands the things they didn't understand at first. It's like really singular inside jokes, that are inside me. I get it, and through some funky kinda friend osmosis, people that hang out with me eventually get what I am saying.

I enjoy being me, and doing the things I do. It assures me that I am unique like everyone else. Very conforting I must say. In the past I conceptualized people I wanted to be like, and headed towards that way. As time passes I found out that I got my own way of doing things. Also I figured out that it's ok to not be, or act like things that most people deem ideal.

Life is a weird jorney of discovery, and the more one finds things out, the wiser they are.