This weeks’s questions:
Is there one post on your site that is really special to you? Nope. Mine is a personal blog, so I just write whatever comes to mind. I used to do the daily prompt via WordPress — sometimes whenever I found the prompt inspiring, or if I had the energy. But they nixed that, so now I just amble along and write whatever. Yeah, yeah, I know other people have their own daily prompts, but for some reason I cannot explain, I am hesitant to use them. Don’t ask me why, I’ve already said I cannot explain it. Anyway, my ramblings here on my blog aren’t necessarily special because they are just that — ramblings. Sometimes I get to musing about something, but you know what, dear reader? I’m just a voice in the crowd. My little corner of the internet is small… and I’m okay with that. I’m here because I have the need to put words to paper, so to speak. This allows me to do so. I don’t need to churn out the next Great Novel, but I have this urge to write, and blogging allows me to do just that. I don’t need a huge audience, and I have no desire to become famous or even published. I just want to write. So, yeah, that’s what this blog lets me do. I’m happy being a small voice in a large crowd, and I’m glad that you, dear reader, are here to listen. I’d hate to write to an empty room. 🙂 As for special? Nah, I’m fairly mundane when you get down to it.
How do you deal with negative people? I’m gonna be honest with you — I get pissed off when someone is negative towards me, or even overly negative in general. And, depending on my mood, I can get really pissed off. I normally don’t act on that anger other than to be angry. I’m allowed to be angry. Everyone on this Earth is allowed to be angry because we’re all human and we have feelings. And anger is a feeling like any other. Yeah yeah, I know anger is a negative feeling, which makes me a negative person in that moment, but what can you do? So long as I don’t act on my negativity… I think I’m okay. So yeah, negative people make me angry, because screw them. Having said that. I don’t stay angry for very long, and after my initial knee-jerk reaction of Why you gotta be so frickin’ negative all the damned time? (or whatever), I tend to designate negative people as not worth the trouble and leave them to their own devices. Because I don’t need that kind of stress in my life.
What is the first thing you think of when you wake in the morning? Ah, the old, “first thing in the morning” question… ^_^ My first thought every morning is, “What time is it?” Every single morning. Without fail. Unless something startles me awake, then it’s, “What the fuck was that?”
Would you rather be able to talk with the animals, or speak all foreign languages? The latter, with the caveat that being able to speak all of the languages in the world also means that I’ll be able to understand them too. I can totally read and speak a little of some languages, but if someone were to speak them to me, I wouldn’t have a clue of what they were saying. That is, unless they spoke very slowly and carefully. Then maybe I’d be able to understand them. Maybe. I’d also want to be able to speak and understand all of the various dialects of each language too. In other words, given the choice, I’d love to be a universal translator. That would be awesome. Come to think of it, wouldn’t speaking “dog” be considered a foreign language? Yeah! If I were a universal translator, I could understand and speak to anything that had a “language” so there. 😛
What small thing happened today (or in the past few days) that you were grateful for? Like Melanie, my Chihuahua mix had a breakthrough with another animal. I looked over and saw him sharing a seat with our cat. Here’s proof:
I couldn’t get a shot of them facing towards me because there’s a wall there, and I didn’t want to disturb them. But there they are… sleeping on the same seat, inches away from each other. Ha! Miracles happen after all.
But another story about the two of them… just yesterday, I was sitting on my bed with Poptart. Just sitting, when Mister jumped up with us. Poptart, as usual, started growling and snapping. Because that’s what he does. But I pushed him over and told him to stop, because that’s what I usually do. Now Mister is an instigator, and he will totally get up in Poptart’s face just to push the envelope. So he’s purring and stretching and nosing closer and closer to Poptart, while I’m telling Poptart to be calm. After a moment, Poptart does this thing he normally does when he is testing the waters, he gave Mister a quick lick on the face.
Hahahahaha! Mister stopped purring and got the weirdest look… I don’t want to anthropomorphize, but he was all, “I don’t even know what to do about that.” Mister licked his own nose a couple of times and then turned his back on Poptart and ignored him for the rest of the time we were on the bed. I thought is was hysterical, but I guess you had to be there.