I Am Fire-Proof

Fire-proof clothing is extremely warm.  Well, I guess that could have something to do with climbing many many flights of stairs.  Actually, it was only about 7 flights of stairs, but that’s still enough to warm you up excessively while in thick anti-flame clothing, hard hat, class 1 CSA approved steel-toed boots, earplugs, safety glasses (they’re cool ones, they look just like sunglasses….which means they probably look horrible on me, but they’re nothing like the EXTREMELY [but sometimes fun] nerdy ones they have at school) and leather gloves.  Along with all my regular clothing underneath.  Yes, yes it is.  But it was fun.
I think Northern Irish accents are the hot ones, cuz I’m listening to dad’s Robin Mark CD and he’s Irish and I can totally understand him when he talks.  And it would be hot if I didn’t know he was semi-old.  Actually, I don’t know how old he is but I don’t think he’s young enough.  So there.  Christie seems to think I’m going to marry a Scottish farm boy.  What’s with the goatherds and farm boys, huh?  Not like I’m complaining, anything Scottish is good enough for me but I’m starting to see the goodness of the Irish too.  So what now?  Oh well, I guess I can’t be picky.  ;)  Well, technically I have no choice in the matter at all.  I mean, the only choice I really have is to…ok, well, say I fell in love (I despise that phrase) with a Scottish farm boy, I COULD be picky and choose to break my heart or I could NOT be picky.  So basically, the only choice I’d have would be to break my heart or not.  I don’t think there’ll actually come a time when I have someone to choose or not so I really don’t have to worry.  And that was my stupid spiel of the day.  I can’t believe how stupid it all sounds when I read it.  But I’m not going to delete it because you can all think I’m stupid if you want to, and I’m sure you wont cuz you’re all weird and nice people.  As in, it’s weird how you’re all so nice when you consider how many jerks there are out there.  That would be a GOOD weird, btw.  You know, in case you were a tad confused.  Actually, I don’t know how you could NOT be confused reading this.  Ok, really going now.  Bye.