Things I Forgot I Said

The night before last, I was awake a lot later than I mean to be or thought I would be.  I drifted to reading old posts from my blog.  I started blogging in 2007, so I’m largely forgotten the old stuff.  It was interesting to fish through and remember days or trips or stories.  There were a few sentences that made me think, “I wrong that?”  Here they are, with some thoughts on them today (italicized).
Blog bits you may be surprised to learn were written BEFORE my brain exploded:

• Last night I sprayed myself in the eye with toothpaste.

• every so often, my phone will buzz and I will reach for the lid of my teapot.

• I made a 'blunders' day.  I'm pretty sure I meant 'tag'.  Clearly I need one.

About me:

• I have a thing with other people with my name. For example, if my friends have other friends name Heather, I automatically don’t like them (the other Heather). What is my friend is better friends with this other Heather, making me the secondary Heather is their life? 
  I told Jo about this small piece of crazy.  Try guessing the name of her last girlfriend.  Oh yes.

• The next time you pass a Starbucks – and there will be a next time, as long as you leave the house – check out their new promotion for Starbucks Via. And be afraid. Be very afraid.
 Right now I love VIA.  I hadn’t tried it at the time, but my point was about the logo, not really the coffee.  Yum, VIA.

• Normally, if I don't want to tell you something, I won't. You could pull my fingernails out, it's not happening. I am an honest drunk. If you ever want to know something, feed me two-three beers and ask.   Now it would be half a beer, but I’m not drinking at all.

Random weirdness:

• Perhaps rats leaping into the street in front of you happens every other day in Ontario.   Not so much.  That was in Bloor West.

• YO MOTHERFUCKER YO MOTHERFUCKER YO.  Yo.
 
• Seriously, I blog about swans and somebody else's cat. WTF.   It’s a wonder anybody every reads this thing.  Not a strong sell, Adams.

• (What is behind the elephant?)   I don’t know, I can’t see for the elephant.

• The success of my runs is directly linked to food, and runs on a scale from Barfy to Zen to Porkchop.  When I re-read this, I did not read ‘runs=jog’, I thought of the other runs.