recovering from the week.
I have been sick and kind of down all week. Goal of the week....I am trying very hard to work on personal boundaries - ie, not letting people have power over me ( or walk over me ). I am always trying so hard to please others.
I should be trying to work on getting out of the house more, but I am happy my friend Roy didn't listen to me, and is still driving up here to Vancouver from Seattle....he sais he happily settle into a mellow
weekend if we want. I have been in bed all week the last thing I want is mellow! LOL - but the sweetie means well. I didn't want him to come all the way up here and be disappointed because all I do is sleep when I am ill.
Roy and I met at Vancouver film school, and I remember the days when I smoked cigs - they were very social. Hey, why worry if you can't climb a hill, when you meet so many interesting people in the frigid outdoors? Just kidding haha. But I have to thank the Cig Corps for introducing me to Roy. We both were trying to get our showreels together for the 3D animation industry - just before the ind. fell flat in .98/99. He got work at microsoft and realnetworks, while I did tempjobs and got fired alot of being sick too much.
So I guess this is just revisiting old times. I wanna go clubbing tomorrow night. I don't care if I am sick all week because I overdid it - it's worth getting out there and breathing in other personalities. I used to be quite anti social, till the option was taken away from me. Now I love being in certain people's company. I still like being alone more ( as most people don't respect my illness and tell me to get a life and deal with it ) but with certain people, it's really fun clubbing.
I have put my internet dating to rest for now. 90 responses in one week on a dating site was a tad overwhelming - and superficial. I felt kind of like a kebab on a stick with other meats - maybe a lobster, chicken and lamb kebab. I guess maybe I would be a lobster, because I am always eating. I am sure there are many other types of meat out there that is appreciated. How can anyone tell who I am by what I write? I dont think sooooooooooooo!
When I do become friends with some net people, I have found if I say ONE WRONG THING - or get misunderstood, I am easily deleted. I feel people wouldn't have that ease in real life. This bothers me alot. Isaac Asimov 'predicted' that we would be communicating through screens and devices - discarnate and removed. Where is the responsibility? Wouldn't it be nice if there were a penalising system on the net, for users? People who pop in, waste your time, and never want to meet you anyway. They take up way too much bandwidth. If I sound malicious, forgive me, I have occasionally met people on the net in the last 10 years that have hurt me. Currently, have only two excellent non-met net friends. People who don't intend to meet me need not apply :)
Rant rant. I am a person not a binary digit sequence or whatever....Hrm.
Hey, at least I am feeling better today. Not sure wether I should rest up now, and go out tomorrow, or flee
my captivity for a few hours, and risk a relapse. I have been partying almost 3 weekends in a row now, which is hard on me, which is why I don't do it alot. Whoa, watch out, I am so much fun when you do get me out.
Back to bed. I have to recompose myself for the weekend. Wish me luck, I dislike overnight visitors, even if I love the people.
I should be trying to work on getting out of the house more, but I am happy my friend Roy didn't listen to me, and is still driving up here to Vancouver from Seattle....he sais he happily settle into a mellow
weekend if we want. I have been in bed all week the last thing I want is mellow! LOL - but the sweetie means well. I didn't want him to come all the way up here and be disappointed because all I do is sleep when I am ill.
Roy and I met at Vancouver film school, and I remember the days when I smoked cigs - they were very social. Hey, why worry if you can't climb a hill, when you meet so many interesting people in the frigid outdoors? Just kidding haha. But I have to thank the Cig Corps for introducing me to Roy. We both were trying to get our showreels together for the 3D animation industry - just before the ind. fell flat in .98/99. He got work at microsoft and realnetworks, while I did tempjobs and got fired alot of being sick too much.
So I guess this is just revisiting old times. I wanna go clubbing tomorrow night. I don't care if I am sick all week because I overdid it - it's worth getting out there and breathing in other personalities. I used to be quite anti social, till the option was taken away from me. Now I love being in certain people's company. I still like being alone more ( as most people don't respect my illness and tell me to get a life and deal with it ) but with certain people, it's really fun clubbing.
I have put my internet dating to rest for now. 90 responses in one week on a dating site was a tad overwhelming - and superficial. I felt kind of like a kebab on a stick with other meats - maybe a lobster, chicken and lamb kebab. I guess maybe I would be a lobster, because I am always eating. I am sure there are many other types of meat out there that is appreciated. How can anyone tell who I am by what I write? I dont think sooooooooooooo!
When I do become friends with some net people, I have found if I say ONE WRONG THING - or get misunderstood, I am easily deleted. I feel people wouldn't have that ease in real life. This bothers me alot. Isaac Asimov 'predicted' that we would be communicating through screens and devices - discarnate and removed. Where is the responsibility? Wouldn't it be nice if there were a penalising system on the net, for users? People who pop in, waste your time, and never want to meet you anyway. They take up way too much bandwidth. If I sound malicious, forgive me, I have occasionally met people on the net in the last 10 years that have hurt me. Currently, have only two excellent non-met net friends. People who don't intend to meet me need not apply :)
Rant rant. I am a person not a binary digit sequence or whatever....Hrm.
Hey, at least I am feeling better today. Not sure wether I should rest up now, and go out tomorrow, or flee
my captivity for a few hours, and risk a relapse. I have been partying almost 3 weekends in a row now, which is hard on me, which is why I don't do it alot. Whoa, watch out, I am so much fun when you do get me out.
Back to bed. I have to recompose myself for the weekend. Wish me luck, I dislike overnight visitors, even if I love the people.