"I think she's a fox." -Val

Sometimes I wonder how I've gotten so bad at relationships. It's not my friends, I've got plenty of those who like me; it's the almost-friends.

Like we are thisclose to becoming real friends and somehow I unknowingly screw things up.

Do I possibly come across initially as one person and slowly the real me emerges? Or are they convinced that surely the telling bad jokes in a horrible spanish accent, then laughing hysterically at myself, can't be my actual personality? And they are hoping that will fade out.

I was once told I'm funnier in writing than in person. That's probably true. In writing I can actually gather my random thoughts into a few run-on sentences, with comma overusage and made up words.
My mother once said I talk faster than I can think. My mouth is lacking that filter that most people possess which stops them from saying stupid things. (Imagine if I had thought bubbles like comic strips...those thoughts that didn't escape my lips...what random things would that be?! Hahaha.) Basically I am a spaz with an incoherently random thought process.

Susannah: "Ugh, I've gotten so sick of songs!"
Irma: "In general? That's a pretty broad statement there, missy."
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Susannah: "What happens when the person whose social security number you stole dies? Suddenly there is a 'reported as deceased' on the credit."
Irma: "Then you'll need a new social."
Susannah: "What about all that good credit you built on the other social? You can't just waste that!"



Wow, I get so off the point so easily. I think I was trying to figure out why my almostfriends wander away before we are secured as friends...but I'm pretty sure I figured that one out in the process.