Sometimes I Doubt Your Commitment to Sparkle Motion

Sometimes I wonder...

A couple nights ago I saw a frog leap onto the road in front of my car through the fog of my headlights...and I wondered, has everyone at one point or another played real life frogger?? I had always played the game Frogger as the frog...but now I'm the car..harsh. I don't think real frogs get three chances to start over.

Earlier today a friend of mine admitted how "cool" she feels when she gets to tend bar. I thought about how often I feel like I'm playing "grown up". I stand in front of my room full of eager faces and I think "Man, they listen to me like have a clue, boy are they clueless." I wonder when you get to the point where you stop feeling like you are playing grown up and start actually feeling like a grown up. (I'm pretty sure the fact that I still use the phrase grown-up, means I haven't achieved that level of maturity yet.)

I wonder why I always seem to want the one boy that is not interested in me, and can't handle the thought of being with the several that are crazy about me? Its like I'm Woody Allen, I don't want to join any club that would actually let me be a member. hmmmm

I think I'm going to stop wondering and head to bed. Its too late to be this introspective anyways.