bed in the bath
I've been hugging people a lot lately, and when I thought about it, it's probably an insecurity issue. Most likely something along the lines of "not belonging" or "finding a place", because right now I don't know where I belong. And I feel like I'm trying to carve out a spot where there is no more room.
It's like this: picture two feet of concrete with five inches of soil on top. I can only dig so deep (soil) until I simply can't dig anymore, no matter how hard I try. To also modify the solution, basically, all I need is one of those cool water saws that cut through granite.
To bring the "cool water saw" out of the metaphor and into real life... what is it? Could it be a charisma, or an excited appreciation of life? Perhaps a whole new way of viewing life?
When I cut it down more, think about it. I was digging in the soil with a shovel, which could represent the current, weak me. Now all I need is an upgrade; a change, a move-on to being a powertool.
Rant following: I think the Theatre Temp backstage crew need to grow up and think a little more on the cautious side rather than waving a hand and saying "It's fine!", or sighing and groaning when told to get to work.
An ability needed is the capability to snap into work, and then snap out of it. To take care of the big deal while being safe, having fun, and doing what needs to be done. Just because you're working doesn't mean you can't have fun, so maybe dance while you do it or sing a little hum.
But when it's transition time and I think you're too loud, be quiet. If you're going to laugh and tell jokes and be all funny-like, go downstairs and sit near the back door where you can actually get away with that crap. Being upstairs where even a footstep can be heard below is most definitely not the place for you. /endrant
When I talk to people at Templeton, I sometimes feel like I'm not being respected or trusted. I mean, yeah, everyone knows I'm a pervert and I like seeing people's reactions to everything, but there's a limit to how many times I can be amused by the same reaction.
As a generality: "grow up and stop being so afraid of the flirtatious behavior from someone who does it with a straight or even smiling face".
I mean, I love humans. I've been comparing myself to Orihara Izaya from DRRR!!, as from the DRRR!! wiki about Izaya: "he claims to love humanity, and greatly enjoys putting people in miserable or chaotic situations in order to observe their reactions." When I first learned of Izaya and his love of humans, I didn't understand. But lately, I can understand.
Other news, I bought a new toothbrush, and toothpaste, and shampoo+conditioner! I'll brush my teeth THREE times a day, man!
It's like this: picture two feet of concrete with five inches of soil on top. I can only dig so deep (soil) until I simply can't dig anymore, no matter how hard I try. To also modify the solution, basically, all I need is one of those cool water saws that cut through granite.
To bring the "cool water saw" out of the metaphor and into real life... what is it? Could it be a charisma, or an excited appreciation of life? Perhaps a whole new way of viewing life?
When I cut it down more, think about it. I was digging in the soil with a shovel, which could represent the current, weak me. Now all I need is an upgrade; a change, a move-on to being a powertool.
Rant following: I think the Theatre Temp backstage crew need to grow up and think a little more on the cautious side rather than waving a hand and saying "It's fine!", or sighing and groaning when told to get to work.
An ability needed is the capability to snap into work, and then snap out of it. To take care of the big deal while being safe, having fun, and doing what needs to be done. Just because you're working doesn't mean you can't have fun, so maybe dance while you do it or sing a little hum.
But when it's transition time and I think you're too loud, be quiet. If you're going to laugh and tell jokes and be all funny-like, go downstairs and sit near the back door where you can actually get away with that crap. Being upstairs where even a footstep can be heard below is most definitely not the place for you. /endrant
When I talk to people at Templeton, I sometimes feel like I'm not being respected or trusted. I mean, yeah, everyone knows I'm a pervert and I like seeing people's reactions to everything, but there's a limit to how many times I can be amused by the same reaction.
As a generality: "grow up and stop being so afraid of the flirtatious behavior from someone who does it with a straight or even smiling face".
I mean, I love humans. I've been comparing myself to Orihara Izaya from DRRR!!, as from the DRRR!! wiki about Izaya: "he claims to love humanity, and greatly enjoys putting people in miserable or chaotic situations in order to observe their reactions." When I first learned of Izaya and his love of humans, I didn't understand. But lately, I can understand.
Other news, I bought a new toothbrush, and toothpaste, and shampoo+conditioner! I'll brush my teeth THREE times a day, man!