I try too hard

I bet you're tired of hearing about how I'm a moron and all. It can't be as wearisome as actually being a moron, or mentally challenged, or as one roomate put it when I landed in his house: an idiot savant. I asked him what that was and he laughed at me. Another idignity. Well. I am just going to put on fresh socks, kiss the tot, gather up the orange cat and go burrow in my little pink flannel nest. Good Night! Oh! Is there any blueberry pie left?