Stolen Line #1

“I tried to think of the right answer. Unable to think of that, I spoke anyway.”

And the result was the best answer.  My right answer.  Which is satisfactory enough for me.  Mostly because, well, I’m always right.  That’s a strong statement, but given the fact that I don’t speak too much if I don’t know the correct answer, what comes out of my mouth has a tendency to  be correct.

I dislike speaking out of my ass.  Although, I can do it rather well.  When required.  For example, high school papers, undergraduate papers, law school exams, etc.  I dislike it though.  But there are times that I feel like I have to, if for no other reason than the fact that I tend to be very concise in my answers.  In order to get good grades, or passing grades in the least, concise answers going straight to the point and answering exactly what is asked just won’t cut it.  But I limit this blathering to those times when I have to.  In school.  At work.

And.  For posting blogs.  Because I feel that I need to.  I mean, seriously, I may not write here much, but if all it was was a sentence, my blog would be that much less interesting.  So, I blather on.

I have issues with people who speak with the thought that they are right, even though they are so very, very wrong at every given chance they can.  Leading to my issue with people in general.  I have a low tolerance of stupidity, hell, I have a low tolerance of almost everything.  God didn’t grant me with much patience, so that leads into low tolerance.  Or so I believe anyway.

Wow.  This post has taken a very different turn than I originally planned.  Apparently there is something pent up inside that is bothering me.  Another blog, maybe.

The first two sentences are from Night of the Avenging Blowfish, by John Welter…by way of Grace’s recent experiment.  Hopefully the next go-round will result in a more coherent post from me!!!