I'm usually a pretty easy going person. I like most people and give waaaaay too many chances to those who take advantage of me. Every once in a while someone comes along and just rubs me the wrong way. It's not even something they've done, per say. It's just... HOW they do it. Talk, walk, form a sentence, BREATHE. Something that I can't quite put my finger on. Ironically enough it's usual a female. Heh. Sometimes I blame the girl gene. The part of me that loves feminine things and enjoys the occasional light romantic comedy. The part that cries at sappy parts and feels complete when all is well at the end of some movie. That part also is responsible for some catty remark about a total stranger based on their look... or snarky comment about some guy for his low level flirtations. It doesn't happen often, which makes it all the more shocking when said comments fly out of my mouth. I'm thinking of getting a shirt that says, 'Nothing personal.. just being a girl'.

If there's a heaven when I die the first thing I'm doing is looking up that Eve chick and slapping her upside the head. It might get me into hot water with the Big Guy, but I think he'll understand. Come to think of it, I'll bet it's almost a tradition. She won't be hard to find, either. She'll be the only person walking around in full body armor. I'll find a weak spot, bitch...