Too hard to handle.

There are many things in this world I can tolerate, from being entirely too stupid, to being too cocky. One of things that I can't tolerate is company over at 7:00am when I get up and get ready for work. That's an instant "I'm mad, I'm not talking to you and I'll slam the door when I leave to drive the point home." This morning was no different.

It was a good day. A day that I could joke with my friends, baby talk all the cute dogs, and just be goofy despite the horrible morning. And I had a thought...

There are 3 things people can't handle:
1) Money
2) Time
3) Truth


Money: I never have -too- much money but when I have extra I spend it, on stupid stuff instead of saving it. Feel free to ask my mother about that. I openly admit, I, Jess, am horrible with money.


Time: Now this can range from too much of it to far to little. Either way, it gets people in to trouble more often than not. I typically get lazy and waste days when I have too much time. And spend the days with too little time trying to make up for my wasted time. This also applies to people going nuts in jail and shanking people because they have too much time. To people who fling themselves into heart attacks for being too busy to have time to just sit and take a deep breath. Time, is not on our sides, as it should be.


Truth: Truth, now there is a subject. People lie, everyone lies, everyone you have ever met, who is old enough to talk has lied. Think about the last time something broke in your house (if you have small kids) and you ask "Now, little Cindy Mae, did you break this lamp?" she is gonna respond with a lie. "No, the dog did.", "No Tony did.", "No it just fell over.". Lying is apart of human nature, it was somewhere ingrained in us, that truth, being honest, fessing up, is a bad thing. It'll get you in trouble, it'll hurt someones feelings, I'm ashamed. Whatever. And when the truth comes out it's always "why would you say something like that?!" or "no, no, that can't be right." Whatever the response is, we are taught to lie, because the truth hurts. It stings, it rips, it burns, it opens our eyes.

I'm not saying that I'm an honest person, as a matter of fact it would be a -lie- for me to say that. But truth be told, I'm a horrible lier anyway, just ask any member of my family, me and lying... not good. But I do it anyway, to coddle, to get out of trouble, to place fault on someone else, to cover up how I really feel because I'm embarrassed or ashamed. I lie. So does everyone you have ever met who can speak. And if you say you don't lie, you my friend are in fact a liar.

Now Jess you're thinking, what brought this on? Well, reader, that isn't your business, and you can deal with it. But I will tell you when I'm bathing dogs, I have two things to think about: how the dog is going to look when it's done, and whatever I want. I'm a thinker, it may not come off that way, but the hamster is always on it's wheel in this head. It'll probably have a heart attack soon, from lack of time and relaxation.

I bid you adieu it's a beautiful day outside and I don't want to waste it.

-J-