Reflecting Annoyances

CROSS POSTED FROM Shibuya

Guess who has two thumbs and can never have children? I was thinking a lot about my childhood growing up in various places around the U.S. while I was supposed to be working, and it dawned on me that children annoy me so much that if I were to ever get pregnant, I’d have to find adoptive parents but quick. Now, I love children, and I can’t forsee myself ever even being able to spank my kids, but because of how I was raised I don’t want to chance it. I wish, actually, that more people were aware enough to realize that they s houldn’t be parents, and that a child shouldn’t be concieved to fill a void in your life or marraige, or because you think it would be fun. It’s serious, so quit screwing around and think for a minute.

Now that I’ve veered off course, I’ll get back to my point. When Laota and I were young we spent a lot, I mean a lot, of time on the road in tour busses and cars going from one gig to another, one concert to another, spent our leisure time in veterans bars and sports bars and had breakfast at road houses and Denny’s at two or three in the morning. Because of this, we were mostly around adults ( musicians and truckers – which, I think, is where my filthy mouth comes from, lol ), and when you grow up around adults you tend to say things differently than if you’d grown up surrounded by peers of your own age in a suburb somewhere. Let me give you an example.

When I was in second grade ( both in Bellingham, Washington State and Murry, Utah ) the kids in both of my schools said Popeye’s name “PiePie”. And, since I didn’t say it like that, I was ‘wrong’ – it’s impossible that they were pronouncing it wrong, I was wrong because I wasn’t doing things they way everyone else did them. This is the same with a lot of words, and stupid fights that even adults have like weither to say “Soda” or “Pop”, or weither me swearing my damn ass off is me “Cussing” or “Cursing”.

I realize this is a weird thing to gripe about, but it seems to me like it’s a bigger problem than people realize, because it doesn’t just extend to words and phrases but also dress, friendship, values, music – any little thing you do should be sync’d up with whatever everyone else is doing. I can’t be alone in the thought that this is a rediculous waste of time? Oh well, it didn’t change how I talk or the way I do things, so I guess I shouldn’t care, but people piss me off in general so I see fit to complain about it, lol.

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