Rejecting ease. Embracing impediments. The Cuckoo always used to say, in that cheerful tone, that problems only made something more worthwhile. Usually when something was breaking.
I was mulling this morning on whether I was simply brilliant, or my friends were all completely absurd. As much as I'd like to imagine myself wizardly, as much as I enjoy calling people mental, I wonder how much is both, how much is neither. Every time I think I know the answer in a definitive form, someone tips the scale.
Watching Dharma and Greg makes me feel like a Very Bad PersonTM.