Pineland
This afternoon, Mrs. Scribner, Matt, Aunt Margaret, a Mom, Than and myself piled in a car and drove to Pineland for a walk. It was a really gorgeous day, chilly but not too cold, and very bright. I enjoyed it, for the most part.
I have a problem, however. I just can’t shut up. I like knowing things, so I say out loud quite frequently, “Oh! Did you know that aspen bark produces a natural sunscreen?” “Oh, did you know that the smell of bread baking is really yeast releasing ozone?” “Hey, did you know that half a cup of violet greens contains more vitamin C than four oranges?”
No one cares.
So I need to learn to save my enraptured knowledge-sharing for people like Krissy and Sonja, who appreciate it. I think they’re pretty much the only ones, except Mal who patiently endures most of my annoying traits. The point being, I think I slightly annoyed a certain someone who doesn’t usually get annoyed today. 
It made me really sad, and quite frustrated with myself. It seems like the things that are most ingrained within me are the things that irritate people the most. What can I do about that?
Anyway. I’ll go sleep now.