My Boyfriend Thinks I'm an Alien

I'm not sure why Zeus (remember, my bf asked me to refer to him as Zeus in my blogs now) thinks I'm an alien.  He has had the strange notion in his head that I am an alien nearly since we first began dating.  At first I thought it was because I've broken all of my toes (on both feet) at one time or another and they are misshapen and odd-looking, giving me an alien look, but I don't think that's it.

Sometimes I'll say something and he gives me a strange blank look and asks me if I'm an alien.  He says he has a dossier on me.  He may not be joking.

I don't think I'm an alien.  I might be, but I don't think so.  Zeus isn't one of those crazy UFO hunters who swear the government is conspiring against us and aliens have been here for quite some time.  Maybe they have been here.  I don't know any personally, at least I don't think I know any aliens.

My neighbor might be an alien.  He is always mowing the lawn, and by always, I mean everyday.  His lawn doesn't grow that fast.  Maybe he is an alien who is new to earth and he is still reading the "How to Integrate Into Human Society" book.  It is also quite possible that Kwinn, my Siamese cat is an alien.  That isn't too far of a stretch.

I'll continue to ponder this, but I have to go now, the Mother Ship just dropped off a package for me.

--Fortuitous Observer

Comments

[Ariel]

By posting this, I suppose I should sleep better in the belief that I might not be snatched up by the mothership any time soon. In any event, I've made a pretty serious case the S twins are not twins at all. One is a real human, the other is cloned, but with some genetic alterations that involved the mothership. How these alterations will manifest themselves remains to be seen.