Search Results: why she stopped wanting to see me

Ok, so, like, sometime in my life, I was thinking of getting off the couch and maybe doing a little travelling to see some of the amazing, fascinating, beautiful, wonderous sites that the wide, wonderous, amazing world has to offer.

A friend of mine suggested Stonehenge. Like, Seriously? Really, who wants to go see a bunch of old mythological, mystical rocks with an old history of mythological, mystical mythology and meet a bunch of old ex-hippie type, flower children sitting around chanting, smoking strange herbs and making sacrifices to the Sun Gods or some shit? Like, Boring.

This party girl is headed to where the real action is. Nebraska! And not just Anywhere, Nebraska. Oh No! We're going to a place much more mystical and magical than any old bunch of rocks. CARHENGE! (<--- Mystical Carhenge Link)

"You ask, why Carhenge? Creator Jim Reinders responds to that question simply with one of his own: “Why Not?”"

Just look at all the amazing, awesome, incredible, toe-curling stuff in the brochure! Like, I'm almost swooning with wonderous amazement and joy!

From the Flyer:
"We would love it if you came to see us and stopped into town for dinner, drinks and main street shopping in our charming business district."

And see? They invited me, personally, to stop by for drinks!!! Oh yeah, that's my kinda' place! Buckle up, Baby! We're going to Nebraska!! But I'll prolly need a ride home since I'm sure they'll take one look at my old Jeep and use it as part of the monument.

So, where would you rather go, Stonehenge or Carhenge?

I say it a lot. Online and off. Offline, my sister, (Yes, the evil, middle one again) tells me I'm wrong for saying this. She says I should stand up and defend what I believe in and stop being such a passive mouse. But she never seems very happy.

And being happy IS what I believe in. I mean, sure, sometimes I want to get into it with people both off and online but then I stop and wonder why? Like, so what if someone disagrees with me? And, so what if I put in all kinds of time and energy into proving MY point and making sure the world knows I'M right and making myself all worked up and agitated and PMSY in the mean time? Like, why bother? Is the person I'm arguing with suddenly going to "see the light" and say, "Omg! Random is SO right. I will change my entire life now!" And then the world will make a statue of me with a big plaque that says: "Random is Right"

'Cuz when I stop and think about it all, I really don't care. If you need to be right. Ok, be right. I'm gonna' go be happy. And maybe go look for some unicorns.

And so I ask, Am I wrong for saying I'd rather be happy than be right?