is it still paranoia

2 Nov

if people really ARE out to get you? and by you i mean me. and i don’t mean out to get me in big ways like james bond in license to kill or anything. or even in nemo with the dentists mean child. those two examples were extremes and peoples (well a fish’s) lives were in jeopardy. didn’t you just love dori? focus kay.

with me it’s just my mental stability. which many would question if the word stability is overstating things. stop laughing. i mean it.

see if this sounds vaguely familiar to you. think movies. i wake up in the morning. the phone rings and i have a perfectly lovely conversation with my sister kris who is in australia. it’s bedtime for her and awake time for me. we chat. we chat about very normal mundane things…whadja do last night? did you quilt? are your pages done yet? did you exercise? what’s happening on y&r (in case you’re wondering australia y & r is signifantly behind the us) etc. after 30 or 40 minutes, she says well i gotta go and we disconnect. 5 minutes later my phone rings again. it’s kris. whadja do last night? did you quilt? are your pages done yet?…… i’m stunned for just a moment. so THIS is what daja voo is. i REMEMBER this exact conversation. i was THERE. i know EXACTLY what she is going to say next. i think i’m clarvoiant. maybe i can read minds! and then she laughs. said she thought she’d rung off abruptly and decided to call back and end the call appropriately. and i guess she just decided to mess with my mind while she was doing it. that’s mean.

so i mentioned the “pages”. it’s a little project that i’ll tell you more about later this week (interesting since today is already thursday and it’s mostly over already so that only leaves me a couple of days….i work well under pressure) anyhoo…..the pages. to do my “pages” i requested photos of the other 11 participants. i got most of them. last week i FINALLY got a couple of stragglers. the comment with the photos was “how about these” and showed one of the page people very happy with a beer in her hand. i responded to the photos saying they were perfect and why wasn’t i invited to the the party. by reply email i received incriminating pictures proving that i had indeed been invited to the party. there will be no more about that later. yesterday i received another email with the original photos and the comments of “how about these”. i swear

i think i’m in the mole movie. you know where the person wakes up each morning and the day is the same as the day before. and it’s all about whether the rodent sees it’s shadow or some crap like that. are you people trying to screw with me? come on! i’m hanging on by the chin hair i just found today. now that was annoying.

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8 Responses to “is it still paranoia”

  1. sybil November 2, 2007 at 4:01 am #

    Did you pull it out?

    (The chin hair)

    And, it’s a ground hog – not a mole. sheesh.

    Oh, and that 2nd call WAS funny, wasn’t it? hehehehehehe

  2. Snort November 2, 2007 at 1:29 pm #

    I personally think it’s hilarious that you think you’re a groundhog.

  3. myolivebranch November 2, 2007 at 2:08 pm #

    i thought i was supposed to let it get long enough to bead it. no?

    groundhog, mole whatever they’re rodents and i’m NOT the groundhog i’m the cute girl in the movie. hello. (you know the one with a beaded chin hair!)

  4. mkak November 2, 2007 at 2:16 pm #

    I wished I had been asked about the pages – oh that’s right, I don’t sew or quilt but I do have a checkbook and will buy if I like! I’m thinking you should get some pink beads for the chin hair.

  5. Bug November 2, 2007 at 6:46 pm #

    Is chin hair hereditary?

  6. Sybil November 2, 2007 at 8:07 pm #

    Yes darlink, it is hereditary. I had to pull one out the other day. ugh. the joys of aging! I refuse to add beads…pink or otherwise. :o)

  7. Nancy Hughson November 7, 2007 at 3:53 pm #

    It’s only paranoia if they really are’nt after you. lol This is one of my crazy former cowerkers sayings.

  8. bsjquilt November 7, 2007 at 6:01 pm #

    Kay,

    Just love having a friend to lose it with– I mean age gracefully and beautifully and laugh at ourselves with. Love your blog!

    Miss ya from the “other end” of the state!

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