I have always sucked at remembering the names of movie stars, musicians and other celebrities. Hell, I have a hard time remembering names – period. But strangly enough I realized that I seem to remember the names of characters in movies and in books. I began wondering why.
Wondering, for me, isn’t always a good thing because it often leads me to realizations about myself that I’m not sure I want to admit or accept. This situation was no different. After some contemplation I realized I remembered characters in movies and books because they were actually interesting. What kind of a person does that make me? Do I only remember the names of folks I find interesting? If someone knows this about me and I forget their name, will they take it as a personal insult?
After all, none of us wants to be considered boring, right? Talk about having a selective memory, which is actually a compliment considering my mind is like a sieve. I am notorious for having to write everything down in order for me to remember it. ::sigh::
In other news – the power cord on my home laptop died last night. This means I will be a day behind on typing up readings (I can still perform them). It also puts me a day behind on writing work, but then I have a few MS printed out that I can go over. And yes – got a spare for the next time it happens. ::sigh:: Oh, and DH’s tire went flat last night so we have to get the tire repaired today.
There is at least one piece of good news, hopefully. Today the house is being painted and the foreman says they’ll have it finished in one day. So I should go home tonight to a house that doesn’t look like crap on the outside! Yay! Have a great Thursday and thanks for reading! 🙂