Thursday, August 8, 2002

timere. sometimes, when i take out the trash behind my house, i get afraid. i lift the trash cans and do the awkward holding of arms really far away to prevent contaminants on my body thing. and then i duck walk with the trash can down to the curb. that way, i don't have to hear the dragging sound of dirty plastic on serrated concrete. that freaks me out sometimes. the dragging. i'm also afraid to get ants on me. but who isn't afraid of that? i always halfway expect someone to jump out from behind the trash cans. but honestly, who hangs out around ant infested suburban trash? irrational fear, it's the greatest.



this propensity for fear is probably another reason not to have kids.



i used to run sometimes, from mike's house to our house. even though it's only two blocks. i always look near the sewers for frogs. because frogs can move erratically, and you never know what they might do. frogs are clinically crazy man. in a related fear, i'm a little afraid of hong's driving. but for the record, he's an excellent driver. i'm not afraid of thunder though. i kind of like the thor rumbling action. lightning is way cool too.



the most intense fear i've ever felt was back at avalon. when we walked into the community room and i thought i saw someone scary sitting on the couch, in front of the TV. in my defense, it was very dark. and it was very late, or very early. and heather was dead scared too. but probably only because i jumped backwards into her. i wish i could xena battle cry like sharon. that seems like a good skill to have.

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