Talking to herself, there's no one else who needs to know
I had a moment earlier when I was considering the fact that today is Friday and I had no plans tonight, and what I might want to do about that, and considering who I haven't seen in awhile and who might be free, but then it occurred to me: last Friday night I had dinner with blondestallion then we went to a comedy show, afterwards I popped by on drinks with Jet and broqued; on Saturday morning I had brunch with WOWS club, then an afternoon meeting that led into the spring sangha day potluck at temple; on Sunday night, we went over to M&E's house for dinner; on Monday night, I went to jethead & K's to watch RuPaul's Drag Race finale; on Tuesday night, I had ribs with J-Hud and dommeyourass; on Wednesday night, we went to meditation sitting, then to watch a bad gay movie at jethead's house (again...I'm there a lot...in addition to having great people who live there, its also 3 blocks from my own house); on last night, I went up to broqued's house to chat and eat snacks and build legos.
After that amazing week of socializing, I'm actually not burnt out on people even, at least not those who are my friends (I think being home alone all day probably contributes), but I am also quite content with spending the next 24 hours alone and not feeling some sort of strange obligation to the cultural concept of "Friday night". Why is that even still around in my brain? I'm not 19 and haven't been for awhile. I prefer the version of me in 1983 who was excited about Friday night because it meant Diff'rent Strokes and Webster were going to be on tv and I could stay up later to read in bed.
Its too bad I can't get a job as a professional friend. I could even travel to you and make weekend visits. anjiyama and downmiles can vouch for my character and skills in hanging out, even if we've never done it in-person before.
After that amazing week of socializing, I'm actually not burnt out on people even, at least not those who are my friends (I think being home alone all day probably contributes), but I am also quite content with spending the next 24 hours alone and not feeling some sort of strange obligation to the cultural concept of "Friday night". Why is that even still around in my brain? I'm not 19 and haven't been for awhile. I prefer the version of me in 1983 who was excited about Friday night because it meant Diff'rent Strokes and Webster were going to be on tv and I could stay up later to read in bed.
Its too bad I can't get a job as a professional friend. I could even travel to you and make weekend visits. anjiyama and downmiles can vouch for my character and skills in hanging out, even if we've never done it in-person before.