Undone

Awkward. I’m always so awkward. I trip over my own feet, and I’m not meaning on purpose.

I wish that I wasn’t such a klutz, because every word I say comes out wrong, and people take offense, and i end up shoving my foot in my mouth, over all I wish sometimes that I could be a little bit more balanced.

Ya know, like, not all insane, maybe slightly attractive to someone besides — I dont’ know some sort of horny tree squirrel.

No — I don’t look like a nut. I am one, but I don’t look like one. There’s a difference.

I wish I was pretty. Serious. Guys say I am, but then they end up saying that I’m too much like their little sister to date. What the heck! I mean, I’m not sure what’s grosser–

The fact I’m little sister like-

Or the fact that some guys find their little sister hot.

I’m just tired of being left in the rain when everyone has their hunny to snuggle up to when it’s cold outside.

I have a penguin.

And despite what you may have heard, penguins are not as warm as you might assume.

Derringer Meryl [and the one little duck] Out

PS: Microsoft today– not as special as it could have been.