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Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever).
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
Confession time. I hear it's good for the soul. Not totally sure I buy it, though.
Right. Anyway. This took a lot of thought, too, since I really don't have that much to confess. I'm not a religious person, so the usual traditional sins go out the window, and as a moral person, most of them are off-limits anyhow. Nor am I currently romantically involved or desirous of such a relationship. Which leaves me with a distinctly narrower field to pick from.
So my confession to y'all is simply this: Even after all these years, I feel insecure in most of my friendships. And that pains me. Much as I tell myself it's not true, the feeling comes back to haunt me at unpredictable intervals. Usually when I'm stressed anyway, or worrying about something else. And tends to result in me isolating myself right when I need to have people around.
I suspect that it originates from those years of being excluded from the group back in grade school. But, of course, I can't really prove a thing. Oh well. I'm working on it, anyways, as well as a few other character flaws. Maybe one of these days I'll finally manage to kick the habit. But, until then, do me a favor and prod at me if I try to go into hibernation on you.
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Life outside the intertoobs isn't too interesting today. I got my paperwork done, gave the boss a copy of the proposal draft I've been working on, and generally ran errands and was productive. There was a short holiday gathering of the lab group members still in town at the local biergarten and we all enjoyed a pint, and talked. Which was followed by a spaghetti dinner with a nice red to go with it. So I've had more alcohol today in one day than in the past month.
Not sure how I feel about that. I like being buzzed, but I have a feeling it might come back to haunt me come morning. I'll have to make sure to drink some water tonight before I crash.
We'll be doing our big family dinner thing at some point tomorrow or the day after, depending on what we hear from the brother's girlfriend.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever).
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.
Confession time. I hear it's good for the soul. Not totally sure I buy it, though.
Right. Anyway. This took a lot of thought, too, since I really don't have that much to confess. I'm not a religious person, so the usual traditional sins go out the window, and as a moral person, most of them are off-limits anyhow. Nor am I currently romantically involved or desirous of such a relationship. Which leaves me with a distinctly narrower field to pick from.
So my confession to y'all is simply this: Even after all these years, I feel insecure in most of my friendships. And that pains me. Much as I tell myself it's not true, the feeling comes back to haunt me at unpredictable intervals. Usually when I'm stressed anyway, or worrying about something else. And tends to result in me isolating myself right when I need to have people around.
I suspect that it originates from those years of being excluded from the group back in grade school. But, of course, I can't really prove a thing. Oh well. I'm working on it, anyways, as well as a few other character flaws. Maybe one of these days I'll finally manage to kick the habit. But, until then, do me a favor and prod at me if I try to go into hibernation on you.
~*~*~*~*~
Life outside the intertoobs isn't too interesting today. I got my paperwork done, gave the boss a copy of the proposal draft I've been working on, and generally ran errands and was productive. There was a short holiday gathering of the lab group members still in town at the local biergarten and we all enjoyed a pint, and talked. Which was followed by a spaghetti dinner with a nice red to go with it. So I've had more alcohol today in one day than in the past month.
Not sure how I feel about that. I like being buzzed, but I have a feeling it might come back to haunt me come morning. I'll have to make sure to drink some water tonight before I crash.
We'll be doing our big family dinner thing at some point tomorrow or the day after, depending on what we hear from the brother's girlfriend.