A Priest, a Rabbi and a Moose walk into a bar...

I have turned into a punch line. I don't really know when or how it happened, but I am a joke.

I try not to take myself too seriously. What's the point? We all fall and have to get back up. We're all weird and akward. We all search for someone or something to make us whole. We might as well have a lighthearted attitude about it, right? The trouble is when I am being serious, and wish to be taken that way, nobody gets the joke.

I know I'm weird, but I don't mind. Everyone else is weird too, but most of us are polite enough to keep it to ourselves. We wouldn't want to call the Kettle black, now would we? It has long been my understanding that "normal" people are often boring people, and within the realm of "not boring" people are many levels of peculiarity. I unknowingly crossed over into Normalville, and let me tell you -- they don't make it easy. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between lame and old, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his social knowledge. This is the dimension of squares. It is an area which we call the Twilight Zone.

I so desperately want to stand out in a positive way, not because I'm the weird girl. I try to be normal around them. It is exhausting. I don't like it. I decided it better long ago to just be myself..... but myself seems to be the butt of all the jokes lately. Perhaps I'm just being too sensitive. Maybe I'll let it all out with a good cry, b/c nothing goes better with Punch Line than her good friend, Drama Queen.