I am not real, but do not fear this voice on the wind.
Did I mention I saw Henry Rollins on October 17? Such a great guy. Love his stories and his ideas about the world. Third time I have seen him, and will see him again.
There was a lady I met online. I complimented her hair and smile, just to be nice, and moved on. Our profiles didn't give me the impression we had much in common. Even so, she replied and thanked me for the compliment and asked me some questions.
So we began a conversation and just asked about various things in our profiles. I tried opening the conversation up, getting to more personal questions, but she never bit. She ignored them or was very vague. And that was cool. We didn't have much in common and we live 100 miles apart. We were just passing time and that was fine.
As we "talked" more, it became obvious she was not going to talk about much on a personal level so I got bored. She was really nice, and I felt bad that we seemed to be running out things to discuss. It was strange. Like even on random subjects, ones she brought up, she wouldn't elaborate, her replies were always a bit terse.
So, she was sweet and I liked the back and forth, but it was getting dull. So, I decided to tell her as much, just to be honest and as a warning in case I didn't reply for a long time. She said that was fine and no hard feelings. Just reply when I feel like it, and she'll do the same. So, cool.
Well, on August 30, she answered a question, and I never replied. Again, she didn't offer much detail, and didn't ask me anything in return, so I just let the message lay. I thought about writing something new, but my heart wasn't in it, so I just didn't.
Well, two months later, I was in my inbox and noticed she had deleted her account. It made me sad. She's gone now and I have no idea if she's coming back. We had little in common and the conversation was dying down, but I was still attached to the pen pal idea. A nice person with interesting perspectives and we were talking, albeit slowly. And now she's not available to talk anymore.
Just made me feel a little sad.
Two of my good friends had bad scares this week. On Sunday, an old friend from Atlanta was in a car crash. She idiot made a left turn at an intersection, you know, where oncoming traffic has the green and the turn lane has a blinking yellow? He made a go for it, barely made it my friend said, but another dumbass was right behind him and my friend crashed into her.
My friend is ok, and emailed me about this last night. I was so shocked, just kinda scared for her, but she said she wasn't injured. Unfortunately, the person who caused this was uninjured, as well.
Then my Internet bestie texted me today to say she thinks she had a stroke yesterday, or something similar. She was terrified and caught a cab to an urgent care office. She said she will go into a hospital this week for a check up, but doesn't really have money for it, so is scared.
I feel like I want to pray for them and wish I could but I don't believe in magic. Just sometimes, I wish I did.
I tried to drop ASL again, but computer still would not let me, so I have to call the enrollment office to find out what is up. I didn't go to class last week. I like the class, just can't handle driving the distance to campus three days a week, and I don't feel comfortable in the class anymore.
I like the subject, but feel no connection to my classmates. And since it's just an elective, I am not going to put myself thru it anymore, the stress. And even before the stress of being in a room with people I feel uncomfortable with, is the stress of sitting in my room feeling dead each Thursday and not wanting to go in the first place.
Just so tired.
There was a lady I met online. I complimented her hair and smile, just to be nice, and moved on. Our profiles didn't give me the impression we had much in common. Even so, she replied and thanked me for the compliment and asked me some questions.
So we began a conversation and just asked about various things in our profiles. I tried opening the conversation up, getting to more personal questions, but she never bit. She ignored them or was very vague. And that was cool. We didn't have much in common and we live 100 miles apart. We were just passing time and that was fine.
As we "talked" more, it became obvious she was not going to talk about much on a personal level so I got bored. She was really nice, and I felt bad that we seemed to be running out things to discuss. It was strange. Like even on random subjects, ones she brought up, she wouldn't elaborate, her replies were always a bit terse.
So, she was sweet and I liked the back and forth, but it was getting dull. So, I decided to tell her as much, just to be honest and as a warning in case I didn't reply for a long time. She said that was fine and no hard feelings. Just reply when I feel like it, and she'll do the same. So, cool.
Well, on August 30, she answered a question, and I never replied. Again, she didn't offer much detail, and didn't ask me anything in return, so I just let the message lay. I thought about writing something new, but my heart wasn't in it, so I just didn't.
Well, two months later, I was in my inbox and noticed she had deleted her account. It made me sad. She's gone now and I have no idea if she's coming back. We had little in common and the conversation was dying down, but I was still attached to the pen pal idea. A nice person with interesting perspectives and we were talking, albeit slowly. And now she's not available to talk anymore.
Just made me feel a little sad.
Two of my good friends had bad scares this week. On Sunday, an old friend from Atlanta was in a car crash. She idiot made a left turn at an intersection, you know, where oncoming traffic has the green and the turn lane has a blinking yellow? He made a go for it, barely made it my friend said, but another dumbass was right behind him and my friend crashed into her.
My friend is ok, and emailed me about this last night. I was so shocked, just kinda scared for her, but she said she wasn't injured. Unfortunately, the person who caused this was uninjured, as well.
Then my Internet bestie texted me today to say she thinks she had a stroke yesterday, or something similar. She was terrified and caught a cab to an urgent care office. She said she will go into a hospital this week for a check up, but doesn't really have money for it, so is scared.
I feel like I want to pray for them and wish I could but I don't believe in magic. Just sometimes, I wish I did.
I tried to drop ASL again, but computer still would not let me, so I have to call the enrollment office to find out what is up. I didn't go to class last week. I like the class, just can't handle driving the distance to campus three days a week, and I don't feel comfortable in the class anymore.
I like the subject, but feel no connection to my classmates. And since it's just an elective, I am not going to put myself thru it anymore, the stress. And even before the stress of being in a room with people I feel uncomfortable with, is the stress of sitting in my room feeling dead each Thursday and not wanting to go in the first place.
Just so tired.