Nisse is all for self-improvement these days. Me not so much. In fact, I believe I am as good as I am ever going to get, no room for improvement here, nor sir.
Yes, I am that brilliant. In fact I am genius on a stick, wit on legs, my style and grace is bottled and sold to the highest bidder.
House guest begs to differ. Am ignoring him.
Told him to be VERY nice to me if he wants to keep up that 5 AM chanting and not get thrown out of window some cold and rainy morning. Casually mentioned he is not miraculously turning into Buddha himself, just because he crosses his legs. His girth I informed him is not proportional to his level of enlightenment. He's ignoring me.
A lot of ignoring going on in modern household of mine...
Very mature.
Very Zen.
