Slightly out of Contex.

I greatly enjoy picking out pieces of dialogue, e-mail, litterature that without their surrounding texts are, by and large, some of the greatest examples of human genious (a.k.a. hilarious). I suppose it's the fact that I often find myself saying the phrase, "Well, I guess you had to be there." For example, my recently opened e-mail had a great phrase sitting by it's lonesome due to the position of my cursor that I find profound: 3. Mockery, scoffing. Within the e-mail's context (dictionary.com's word of the day; flout) it is not as striking to me. I've always enjoyed walking around cities alone and eavesdropping for golden tidbits of conversation. A personal favorite, "It's not that cold once you think about it." This was said by a teenybopper in a mini skirt in, oh, about 20 degree temperature. There are also pieces that I pick up from my coworkers. Example, "Great. Now I'm never going to get into heaven because I mocked the foreign kid." I enjoy these brief exchanges more than a lot of other things.

On an update on my first post note: I was watching (for the first time) "My First Home" on whatever that channel is above the food network and it made me cry. Why? Because the woman they were doing the story on was buying her first home in Denver. It made me physically nauseous to see someone else where I wanted to be. I don't really know what to make of my jealous rage at this poor woman but it affected me. I'm at the point where I want to take my chances and run away but I know I must be patient and it will work out in a relatively short period of time. In my head, I've been decorating the apartment that I lost in Denver this past October. I want an aubergine focus wall in my livingroom with neutral, off white accent walls. The overstuffed cream couch has these amazing green and orange silk pillows I found last year. And that's just the beginning. I know every room. Someone please stop me.