Mixtape no. 4 (this is the post with self-ridicule)
I kind of get the feeling that no one listens to my mixtapes (there's been three others so far, reeling in a grand total of two comments), so I'm making it a little easier and posting this new one on Muxtape for the masses to wrinkle their noses at. Per usual, there's no real theme, unless "I'm so glad it's getting to be summer and some of these songs are old and some of them are new but I like listening to all of them" can be squashed neatly into one word. Anyway, check it out here.
When I got to work this morning it seemed that an above average number of people said hello to me, which in a small way instantly made it a better day. But then I passed someone in the hallway and she said "Good," toward me out of nowhere. Not "good morning," just "good," and with the tone used for answering a question. I immediately thought, "Wow, could I have just asked her how she was doing without even realizing it? Could I be going an ounce crazy, mouthing questions as I walk around?"
Recently I've been making notes about things from pre-adolescent days that distinctly remind me of that time but that I've (sometimes purposely) forgotten. One of them is "accidentally calling a friend Mom or Dad." I'm pretty sure this is a common faux pas for that age, but if not, I guess I've just let slip one of many ways I used to contribute to my own awkwardness.
