lost my sparkle
Nursing a sucky cold.
(And there's not guilty pleasure TV marathon on...last time i was under the weather i had 6 hours of Top Chef. No such luck.)
Wanting to climb back into fandom, but not really sure where to start. Feeling inexplicably rooted in real life this past year. I love fannish behavior - and sadly, haven't been able to conjure it. I'm uncharacteristically NOT obsessing over anything. Hmmm.
Just heard a scary noise in my hallway, and wishing i had a Glock under my pillow. You know...for comfort. Because happiness is a warm gun.
On another note, I been feeling socially incompetent at work lately. Ever feel like you can't think of anything to say, and when you do, it's nor funny enough? Like everyone is chit chatting and hanging out together, and then when you join in the party stops and everyone goes back to work? I used to be *witty*, damn it. I swear.
I know part of my problem is this weerd thing between me and this guy Jared. He's really quite sexy, and I may have a crush of sorts, but I know better, so i keep that to myself. Um...yeah. We had this conference in CA a few weeks ago, and the two of us were picked to go. We went out the last night there and did some championship drinking. I danced like a twenty-two year old. He hit on random chicks. At the end of the night, he told me he was attracted to me, said he knew i was attracted to him, and tried to talk me into going back to his room with him. In his defense, he was utterly obliterated. Honestly, I think I'm acting like such a tool because I got busted for having this stupid crush. Now I can't even hold a conversation with him, so i guess any attraction he has to me will be fixed in no time.
Stop it, stormy-pie.
(And there's not guilty pleasure TV marathon on...last time i was under the weather i had 6 hours of Top Chef. No such luck.)
Wanting to climb back into fandom, but not really sure where to start. Feeling inexplicably rooted in real life this past year. I love fannish behavior - and sadly, haven't been able to conjure it. I'm uncharacteristically NOT obsessing over anything. Hmmm.
Just heard a scary noise in my hallway, and wishing i had a Glock under my pillow. You know...for comfort. Because happiness is a warm gun.
On another note, I been feeling socially incompetent at work lately. Ever feel like you can't think of anything to say, and when you do, it's nor funny enough? Like everyone is chit chatting and hanging out together, and then when you join in the party stops and everyone goes back to work? I used to be *witty*, damn it. I swear.
I know part of my problem is this weerd thing between me and this guy Jared. He's really quite sexy, and I may have a crush of sorts, but I know better, so i keep that to myself. Um...yeah. We had this conference in CA a few weeks ago, and the two of us were picked to go. We went out the last night there and did some championship drinking. I danced like a twenty-two year old. He hit on random chicks. At the end of the night, he told me he was attracted to me, said he knew i was attracted to him, and tried to talk me into going back to his room with him. In his defense, he was utterly obliterated. Honestly, I think I'm acting like such a tool because I got busted for having this stupid crush. Now I can't even hold a conversation with him, so i guess any attraction he has to me will be fixed in no time.
Stop it, stormy-pie.