Bare with me, it's been a long day at work.

Firstly. What is the go with the word won't. It is awesome. It doesn't obey any grammatical laws. It contains the words Will and Not, but rather than being win't like it should be, it's won't.

How come reading a book on symbolism straight away makes people think of the occult? It was a detailed book, showing the origins of many everyday things through out different cultures of place and time. And yet every person who saw me read it in the lunchroom made a comment on oooh ghosts or something.

What is with this retaliation to trying to reduce bags? Global warming and climate change aside. Are bags good for the environment? No. Do you have only one item? yes? why then do you need a bag. So people don't think your stealing? Isn't that what the reciept was for? Do people often assume that you have stolen things, just because you have no bag, even in this current anti-bag culture?

Don't get me wrong, I use bags when I have a  lot of items. And I feel bad that I have forgotten my green bags, but I even had one customer who laughed at my questioning whether her single item required a bag as if it should be obvious.

Anyway think I'll go to sleep.

I have just attempted to upload a picture. The attempt failed but thinking about it I am tempted to keep my profile photo free. Does anyone else find a certain freedom in the anonimity the net offers? I know this could mean I'm some creepy stalker chick, or even a guy, but it also means that anyone I talk to, or anyone who reads my posts is judging me purely on what I write in these pages. Or webspace as it were.

Is it selfish of me to want a person to judge me on what I think and consciously put down in writing instead of relating me directly to a photo, and what they know of me in real life?

I mean, surely we are all looking for someone to relate to in a physical sense. In the real world, not the virtual, but I worry that who I am in the real world doesn't match up to who I actually am.

And now I'm back on to the who am I topic damn it.

Sorry. 

I am sick of this question. We supposedly spend our entire young adult life trying to answer this question and I am of the impression that "who I am" seems to be "what box do I fit in".

And this box thing is filled with problems. As someone who is determined to live life truthfully and I refuse to lie to myself, the boxes that I seem to fit in at one time can completely change at another time. I seem to be a walking paradox. I'm introverted, but when with friends I'm extroverted, I'm left handed, in writing. But I'm right handed in most other things, or both handed. I like guys, but I often like girls too. Everything in my life seems to be one at one point, another at another, and both every other time.

Therefore maybe there is no who am I. Maybe who we are depends on who we happen to be interacting with at the time. Or much like my seeming ambidexterousness, what we are doing at the time.

Who we are becomes who do we seem to be and every personality "trait" that a person has depends on how they wish to be seen in a given circumstance. But is this truth? and how can we know?

In this theory, do we even have a personality? If every trait we have is summed up by how we fit into the company of others then is anything actually our own or the product of the group? Would we have the same personality traits when we're alone or are they learned behaviours?

That will do for my rant. I appologise for exposing you all too it. Or maybe I'm only writing this to appear more deep, appearances being everything and all :).