Fosterak and The Simpsons

So, I don't know how many people know this about me. I mean, everyone who has known me long enough for me to bring actually talk to them and not just sit and listen to them talk to other people should know this about me.

When engaged in active conversation, at least 20% of the things that I say will be a quote from the Simpsons. I just use it as part of my regular speech. I can't help it. It's something I started with one of my best friends from high school, who basically helped me survive through college - I would call him Sunday nights to talk for an hour on the phone, just to talk and see what the haps back in hometown land were. We talked back and forth like that constantly.

I can't remember if I had ever found another person who could do that with me like he could. Probably Branden was the closest one. He, at least, knew that I was quoting the Simpsons and not saying something COMPLETELY random.

My husband doesn't really understand this I don't think. Whenever I say something slightly off color or maybe slightly out of character for me, it's probably something that someone else wrote and I repeat for my enjoyment.

Now, generally, I don't really care what people think of me for the most part. I mean, I DO care, but I don't care so much that I'm just going to do something because everyone else is doing it. I do what I want. But, for some reason, I just got really offended last night when I did something similiar -- quoting the Simpsons for amusement -- and the husband just shook his head at me. So, I just got mad, got a headache and then went to bed. I was probably just tired.

My first day in the new place yesterday went really well AND really fast. It was 9am, then 12:30p, then 4p. I leave at 5pm. I'm hoping today is just as fast, which it probably will be AND I get to wear jeans today! on a Tuesday! Not since the Bank switched over to casual all the time have I been able to wear jeans on a Tuesday. Sweet a.

Just felt like writing some of those frustrations down. Maybe I won't be so frustrated with the hubby now. That, and he works until 8:30pm tonight, so I get some alone time! Yipee!