Tuesday, June 27, 2006


Current mood: crazy

Last night I was writing in my black notebook. It's one of those composition type school books...but on the cover it says "I'm my evil twin." Suits me I think...anyway...

I was writing down ideas for a brochure I'm designing.... suddenly the first lines of a poem appeared:

"Along my shoreline, I see the tide of change rushing to me."

So I flipped over to a blank page to write it down...and on the way, I found a scribbled note in William's rough handwriting:

"Sherrie is a loser."

I laughed... lately when I make him "furious", he's taken to leaving notes that say "You are a loser." He did it the other week.

We were playing some game of his. He won the first time and shouted, 'you lost...loser Sherrie.".. I let it ride. Then I won the next game and jumped up shouting "William is a loser. I'm a winner. L..l...loser." I made a letter L with my hand/fingers and put it on his forehead... still started a 'loser' war.

He ran...got some paper and wrote "You are a loser." Told me to read it. I said, "You are a loser."

"No.. You're a loser," said William.

"That's what I said," I replied.

"I mean you are a loser," said William, getting confused.

"But that's what you wrote. That's what I said."

He scribbles a few words under the "You are a loser" line. "Read this."

I pretended I couldn't read the line. "I can't read it. What does it say?"

"I am a loser," read William.

"I know you are," said I.

"GGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRR, stop tricking me," cried William.

Yes I won that battle...and finding the 'Sherrie is a loser" note made me realize...the war's far from over.