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When I am (socially) nervous, I'm either ridiculously quiet and self-contained or else mindlessly chatty. Why is there no middle ground, to help me at least seem like a likable human being? Can I blame my age, and expect to grow out of it? (I am only twenty, after all. Mildly arthritic in the knees, though, which might be why I always expect to be older.)
I bought bread, cheese, sandwhich meat, a 15-pack box of popcorn, and some pudding today. I spent $9.99. Hooray for Wal-Mart. :) (Funnily enough, _beren_, the check from Wal-Mart did involve a 401k plan.)
Spent some lovely time with faelad and pixink.
That is all. I'm tired, and in need of escapism. (Sleep isn't likely, what with objects around the apartment mysteriously relocating themselves.)
I bought bread, cheese, sandwhich meat, a 15-pack box of popcorn, and some pudding today. I spent $9.99. Hooray for Wal-Mart. :) (Funnily enough, _beren_, the check from Wal-Mart did involve a 401k plan.)
Spent some lovely time with faelad and pixink.
That is all. I'm tired, and in need of escapism. (Sleep isn't likely, what with objects around the apartment mysteriously relocating themselves.)