it was decidedly weird

he'll be the last person on earth that i thought i can get along with. bcoz as long as i can remember, we've been at each other's throats since as long as i can remember.

and there i was, laughing at his jokes (amusing they were), admiring his daughter's pics, having a decent conversation together, and the thought "he's not that bad" ACTUALLY crept into my mind.

mebbe my BS-tolerance level has increased with wisdom and age?
or mebbe i have never bothered to look past his facade and see the man he is now?

i like to think it's the former.

what makes it weirder was some of the things we talked about were really eye-openers. it's like you wondered why izit the decepticons took so long to find megatron. and then your car transformed into starscream and explained to you that their GPS malfunctioned and it's only after hundred yrs that they managed to find our constellation. or something.

heh, i suck at metaphors.

to mr.macho dad, you gave me a whole new meaning to the word "cliche". i hate it when you're right.

and yes, you're mooning at your new Tag watch.