Pondering

Ponder
v. 1) weigh mentally; think over; consider.
2) think; muse.

I’m suppose to be pondering…things. (Grimmie’s ‘orders’) Though he didn’t tell me what things to ponder. I took a bath and pondered what things I might should ponder…And thought about roleplay. (As I’ve got ideas…a few anyway…AND…Gods…I had this most wonderous discussion between Raven and Roldolphus…But as I was driving…still without a tape recorder…and my cell phones 30 sec. wouldn’t of surficed…and it had fallen onto the Jeep floor anyway…*sigh*…Tis lost now. Though I do hope to scrounge a few scraps of it back up for use.)

I can’t help but wonder if perhaps I’m not suppose to be pondering what Grimmie had told me previously, before telling me to go ponder things…But I’m not sure what I’m suppose to ponder about it.

Anyway…Grimmie told me that Sunday he (may) have a date…wait, correction…Study date…with a girl who he thinks might be single. It was like pulling teeth to get it out of him…He said he was going to wait and tell me on messenger (as we were on the phone). I think he was worried I’d react badly. Or over-react, or something…I’m not sure.
I’m not sure what I’m suppose to think. After all…I’ve been in the state of mind of not knowing much of anything of late. Yes, I live in utter confusion, but I’m use to that. I mean, I know we had a talk about the whole friends with benefits thing. I also know what was decided. I also know there was some slipping, on both sides to that line of thinking. Then he went to San Diego for the week-end, and we couldn’t talk. Then he got back, and for the first couple days we hardly talked…But last night and today seemed more back to normal. Whatever normal is. *shrugs* As I’ve said, I’m never sure anymore.
What I do know is, I am fine with whatever…And I want Grimmie to be happy. It’s not like I didn’t know/think/figure that someday there would be a girl in Cali that caught his attention…Even if this isn’t a ‘date date’…It could lead to one…Or someone else could come along…Is this what I’m suppose to be pondering?

Or I suppose I could ponder the cut on my thumb. I’ve got one that goes right across my thumb print on my right thumb…Haven’t a clue as to how it got there. One would think one would know when these things happen…But apparently, I haven’t a bloody clue as to when/why/how it happened. *shrugs*
Then I could also ponder about the many bruises I have on my legs…I’ve got a couple big ones…Rather nasty looking ones even. I haven’t a clue as to how they got there…Though one would think one would know.

Crap…I had a thought and lost it. *attempts to recapture thought* Oh yes…I remeber now…

Grimmie got me to sing for him. And apparently he’s tone deaf. *laughs* He says I have a good singing voice…I think he’s mental. *smiles* Raya almost caught me singing once…until I realized what I was doing. That’s what I get for watching Rocky Horror Picture Show while I’m on the phone. *laughs*

*wrinkles brow in confusion* I really do think I heard the boy wrong…I must have. As we were talking about some girl Grim had missed out on in his ‘younger years’…Saying at the time he didn’t figure he’d have a chance with her as she was two years older than him, and, as he put it a ‘9’. And I swear it sounded like he said I was a ’10’. *shakes head* Maybe I had water in my ears from the bath.

ANYWAY…on to other things. [You know…EVERY time I say/type/write the word anyway, I think of the first night I played D&D. I don’t know how many times that word was uttered that night. There was three of us, and I swear we all said it at least a dozen times, if not more. Whenever we would get sidetracked from what we were suppose to be doing, someone would annouce, ‘Anyway’ and we’d, hopefully, get back on track. Sorry…Just couldn’t help sharing. That was a fun night though…very much good fun.]

I was bored out of my mind the other day, and went in search of quizzes to occupy my poor lonely mind. I came across one that was talking about sex myths…This was question seven, and the answer…

7. Speaking of penis size, bigger is always better, right?
A) No way.
B) Sad, but true.

A – You are correct! That’s exactly right!
For most people, the old saying holds true: "It’s not the size, it’s how you use it." And beyond that, it really boils down to a simple issue of compatibility. Remember, size is relative, and it is possible for a penis to be too big when a woman can’t (or doesn’t want to) accommodate it.

Let’s see…what else was on my mind…

Roleplay…Yes…Roleplay is on my mind. I’ve got two entries written in two days! I’ve got some dialog written for another entry…*glares at Severus* Bad Death Eater…No cookie for you. Still kind of miffed that I lost the conversation mentioned previously…It was such a GOOD conversation too. *pouts* Still there is hope…I know some of the main points made in the conversation.

Despite the fact that the two pieces of candy I had earlier making me feel not quite well, I’m back to eating more candy. *headdesk* Apparently I’m a glutton for punishment…or perhaps in this case, just a glutton.

I did manage to make an icon for Raven’s diary. I still need something on my front page…Haven’t a clue as to what.

Blah…glasses are on tonight…(And yet, I still managed to poke myself in the eye earlier. *shakes head* This after dropping the laptop on myself AGAIN…At least this time I only managed to irrate my collarbone where it was broke before.)

Okay…I think I’ve ran out of things to babble on about. *listens for the sighs of relief* *laughs*