Re-introduction to my mumblings

So might start this back up again. Nothing has changed really, but I will just recap on something about myself.

I never really have much to talk about. And everything in the world to think about. But it's always been tiring to find someone who will listen, without meeting me halfway with my own sarcasm. My realist, if not skewed, perceptions are my own. And probably, often wrong.

See I'm trying to sound smart here. But to be honest I just think way too much and take things way to literally! That about sums it up. And people don't want to hear things as they are. They don't want my "well it is what it is" talk. They want me to just listen to them talk, and nod.
Not put in my 2 cents that often starts off with "well..actually it's..."
My mom calls me Spock. And my brother. Lovingly of course.
She came over to my apartment once while I was sleeping, and said something to me to wake me up.
Apparently, even in my sleep I corrected her. Because I don't remember saying anything.
How sad is that?
Added to my normally misunderstood dry humor, I've resumed being something of a loner.
Nothing people do makes any sense to me, and it's frustrating.
If he hits you, why don't you leave?
If they hate you, why are you so desperate not to be lonely that you still are friends with them?
If it hurts to poke yourself in the eye, why do you keep doing it?
If dwelling on what happened hurts, then stop dwelling. it happened and making it hurt more wont change anything.
Stop pushing your insecurities on him, its just a woman in a commercial. Hes not making out with her on the couch.

It is what it is. The present is the present. Im sure there are Reasons for why these things happen. But reasons dont explain the Why of it all when you get down to it.
Like I said, I get frustrated. And I've become severely uninterested in understanding it. I just don't really care to know or tell anymore unless youre someone im VERY close to. Most of the time I speak when spoken to. But not always.

When I get back to work on monday, someone will ask, "so how was your weekend?"
And my usual reply is"weekend-like" which the smart individual will take the hint. But they often dont. So they continue.
"Ah, thats it? Do anything interesting?"
"Not really" I lie of course. Because I'm hoping theyll go away. They don't
"Well I had a wierd day on saturday.."
"I bet you did" is my reply, becuase I recognize when someone is baiting me to ask about something. And my spiteful nature purposefully does not want to ask.

You know it and I know it. When you know what to look for, its not hard to tell when someone it talking to you because they just want attention, and when they actually need you to listen.
And trust me, no matter how closed I may seem to you right now, if it's the latter I will be there for you.
I will try my best to help you out and listen.
I'm not heartless, I just dont like to pointlessly socialize.
And people, in general, just LOVE to pointlessly socialize.

Regardless of all of this, however, I will bend over backwards to help someone I barely know before I'll help myself. And I'm always willing to make a new friend. I like Interesting, real people that wont cut me off mid speech to tell me how much of a bitch their sister was the other day.
I dont talk often, but when I do I TALK. And flail my arms if I'm excited about my story.
You see, I dont even make sense to myself.

So welcome back to my blog.

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