Yeah, and then there's that...

There's always something that ends up in my head that makes me laugh no matter what.  Maybe I've developed my sense of humor into an actual super power; and yet there's still the remote chance that I'm just batshit crazy.  I'll take either one! ;p

Maybe irony and I have become BFF's (does anyone actually use 'BFF' anymore?) and have accepted that being attached at the hip isn't really a bad thing at all.  In fact, this may actually worry some, and I'm okay with that too.  In fact, I consider that an absolute BONUS!

There's just this breaking point I've crossed, I believe, that has changed the way I look at some things.  And not that it's a bad thing (I don't think), but who knows?  Maybe it's just one more defense mechanism falling into place to save me somehow.  Doesn't matter, because I know the end result is that it's also just one more thing for people to totally not get about me.  Yeah, and then there's that...