Do you ever have days where you just feel like sitting back and watching the world go by? That’s what I feel like today. I don’t feel like talking, or interacting with anyone (which is a little problem since I work in a retail environment). Usually, when I get in a mood like this, I enjoy watching other people. I find them amusing. It is interesting to see how other people act and react to different stimuli. Today I don’t even find that of value. It’s like I’m in a cloud – or a bubble – all my own.

For instance – this morning my roommate was sleeping on the floor in the living room… it wasn’t odd that he wasn’t in his bedroom, since he has made the couch his bed, what was strange is that he was on the floor. I worried about him – tried to wake him up – and gave up much more quickly then usual – I know this because usually I am able to wake him up after about 10 minutes and make him move to a more comfortable area – usually it is from a chair or the loveseat to the couch (which he loves for reasons all his own). Anyway – since I care about Dave – I knew there was something wrong with me when I gave up before achieving my goal of making him more comfortable.

And at work – there is repair drama – that I refuse to get involved in. My boss tried to pull me in at least 4 times and all 4 times I declined to comment. Usually I can get really worked up about how incompetent our repair service is… not today – and if you asked me right now I would tell you repair will never bother me again – I can’t do anything about it – why fret over it?

A matter of fact – nothing bothers me at all today, and nothing excites me or interests me or infuriates me… maybe this is what is meant by an “even temper”. I think I would get bored if I was this way all the time – then again – it might be nice to not… what’s the word?… care? feel? And what will my friends call me when they are teasing me? It couldn’t be “angry midget*” anymore… and Dave can’t say that I will have a business called AM Inc anymore either… I don’t think that “even-temper midget” has the same ring to it!

End note -  *I am 5’0″ – but my friends insist on calling me “angry midget” – there is some dispute about who started the nickname… Cyn thinks it was her – I think it was Norm… Cyn may be correct – Norm did enjoy calling me “smart-ass” as well… Dave just thinks it’s a hoot and enjoys coming up with different ways to use it to annoy me (AM Inc? – dear LORD!)… and Michelle enjoys finding fun internet sites that refer to am’s to share with me (apparently someone made an angry midget crib – I will admit that I laughed so hard I may have cried a little – and Dave was definitely amused as well)…