What Do I Think About?

A lot of people seem to be under the idea of me actually having intelligent thoughts go through my head. Intelligent, wise thoughts, worthy of someone much older than I. But no. I never have such thoughts. In fact, this is what I think about all day:

Look at that cat. He probably can't even walk properly due to his lack of leg muscles. But he has laser death beams in his eyes! Laser death beams make everything all better.

Stupid Green Monster

Curse that small green monster in me. He always feels the need to express just how displeased he is with the littlest things.

Female persona sits on Darling's lap? The green monster is highly displeased and would love to yell about how he feels via my face. Female persona hugs Darling a little bit longer than usually necessary? "Displeasure," cries the green monster!
So let's call the green monster Jealousy. Jealousy isn't entirely cooperative with what you tell him. Jealousy also usually has terrible taste in moments, but yet he gets along just fine with the pink monster. Until, you know, she irrationally falls for the sensitive monster.

That's when Jealousy decides that he simply does not need pink, since she's clearly a terrible person who likes sensitive monsters. Clearly.
Any how, I am very ashamed of Jealousy and wish he would cut it out. I don't need to be annoyed whenever something romantic happens between Darling and someone else.