I'm hungry. Or rather, I was hungry. But I'm eating now...so I'm not anymore.

*looks at screen oddly* More 2 hour conversations with Muffin Head. Tis terribly odd, yet even more oddly, not weird.
*looks back at that paragraph*
Ehh...let me re-phrase that...

It is kinda weird that we are having these random and very long conversations, since neither of us really know each other. But while we are having our strange and sometimes meaningless conversations, it's not weird. It's not like "Soo...soo...yeah. Ahem. Bad weather we've been havin, don't ya think?"

It's a perfectly normal time (at least for me). Except *starts laughing* We somehow got into the subject of people rambling and he's like "I ramble. Well, do you think I ramble?" And I said "I don't really know. I haven't talked to you all that much." And he nodded and off we went on our extremly random conversation, which included (but was not limited too) taxes, possums, sports, childhood, swords, money, jobs, music, books, friends, parents, theatre, soccer, obesety, eating habbits, college, our mutal friends, lying, former plays, our mutal childhood (there wasn't much of it, but what existed, we talked about), The play, dating, stupid people, ect. But the thing was, by the time we were done talking, I had totally decided "Yup. You ramble." Because he does! Not real bad, but he does. And I have a terrible problem with always wanting to dominate conversations, but I try to stop that cause you know, other people have something to say as well. But Muffin Head is just as bad about being in control as I am. So it's kinda a test of...I dunnoo...something...like, me not being annoyed because someone is talking more than me. It doesn't happen very often and when it does, I usually just bowl them over. Except Carol. But she is so amusing when she talks that it's not that big of a deal. I can totally cut in anytime and she doesn't care. lol

I didn't really say all that much. I just sat and listened. It was rather enlightening and I am now more knowledgable about his past then I ever was (though there is still much to be uncovered), and I actually enjoyed the conversation immensly.

Why in heck am I still talking about this? Oh for heavens sakes! The last thing I need is for someone to read this and decide that I am infatuated with muffin head. Arggg...

And then he randomly chased a possum. Which is how the possum conversation came up...it was one of the most...random things. All I have to say about it all is: Random.

Ah well. I'm gonna go. I am full now. I ate waffles. At 12:00 am. A lot of waffles. But at least I'm not hungry. I was going to eat salsa and chips, but it is sad to eat salsa and chips at my sisters house alone. Me and my older brother used to have a club called 'Late Night Movie Watchers' and it was just the two of us. We would both be here and spending the night, and neither of us had tv growing up, so it's fun for us to watch tv. So, we would sit on the couch, eating chips and salsa, and watch whatever show happend to be on. I would fall asleep half of the time and he would clean up and leave or go to bed and I would wake up and be mad because I missed the end of the show. It was so much fun. It became this joke between us. We didn't have many jokes, but this was one we did that not even my little brother was a part of. He joined us once. But that was the only time.

I'm still rambling. Great. Now I'm the rambler...darn.

Later
-Shell