Random Days produce Random Thoughts

I find myself staring into the future looking at the present.

There are times I get that feeling of confusion and panic, like when the person next to you rolls forward at a red light and you think you are moving too.

I enjoy turning a microphone on near me, speaking softly, and hearing my voice come from the other side of the room.

I like the illusion of control.

Warm soft things are comforting.

There is superiority in knowing everything, but respect in asking questions.

Short skirts and shirts are short sighted.

"There must be a cockroach in the girl's bathroom"--Josh  (explanation for random screaming in the hall)

I'm getting MARRIED!!!

Happily made excuse to explain everything (and not let Matt feel like he's missed something):  

"I'm a girl."