I think I need to go to the dentist.

I just really love to make noise. I don’t get it. When I am at work I just bang things around. Mind you, this doesn’t happen just at work, I make noise pretty much wherever I go. Why? I don’t know… for the heck of it? Whatever. Anyway, tonight I was working with a borrowed partner, and I was just slamming something against something. (At least half of the time I am not even aware of what I am doing until somebody tells me to knock it off before I get knocked out) And I am sure she was thinking something along the lines of “What on earth is going on… is this dude special needs or something?” When I saw the look on her face I looked her in the eye and yelled “I JUST LOVE MAKING NOISE!” as I dropped whatever I was banging and walked into the back to do some dishes. While I was washing the dishes I was thinking about how I would have to put this in the book. So there it is.