Talking to myself

I often talk to myself.  Let's face it: I talk all the time, and sometimes I'm the only one around to listen.  I find me quite amusing...and I agree with me.  ROFL

Here are some things that I said aloud to myself today:

"No no, let ME get it."

"Holy crap, it's only 3:30?"

"Who does she think she is?"

"I ought to kick his sorry ass...but I'm tired.  Maybe later."

"Well HELLO!  Welcome to the left lane.  Nah, I'm in no hurry to get home, take your time."

"No THAT'S a lot of patriotism."

"Wow, scary dude takes the center lane."

"Put the phone down and DRIVE!"

"Hiya, little red Corvette!  How'd ya like to take a bite out of the back of my Celebrity?  Yeah?  Keep tailgating, moron."

"Wow, nice pavement ol' homestretch."

"Now THAT is a good lookin' yard, right there."

Yup.  It's crazy, and mindless, and weird.  Regardless, it's how I spend my day.  It works for me, ok?

"They all think I'm crazy, and I'm OK with it.  HA!"  Ooops, did I say that out loud?