sometimes i am a jerk. what can i say – it has always come naturally to me.
my jerk-dom takes many forms, and while i have tried over the years to minimize the appearances it makes, it still bulges out between the seams of my personality occasionally.
last night it made an unwelcome house call during a discussion with Elaine about some short stories i’m writing (i’m still learning how to internalize constructive criticism). today, it reared its ugly head when she and i were weighing various moving options (although, in my defense, i will say that moving is as stressful for me as, say, flying standby from SFO to JFK on Thanksgiving weekend).
i have no excuse for my lame behavioral ticks. sometimes i’m just really mystified at my own behavior. life’s really too short, after all, to be wasting time with such nonsense.
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