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Out in Two!
But it was a good event. Had Chuck make me a sword, he doesn't balance them the same way. Spent much time wandering around catching up with people, which was good. But couldn't throw a blow to save my life...thankfully, life was not needing to be saved. Have some savage tip bruises on the lower back and butt, and a sunburn on my shoulders from playing hurley on Sunday.

I realize, though, that in the last 8 months or so I haven't been doing a very good job connecting to people, either old or new, physical, mental or spiritual. I've made some new friends but haven't followed up on them, and I haven't been as close with my old friends, and am turning more into a flake on the social side. Loosing couth bothers me a lot. Losing the ability to hug people easily and freely bothers me more.

And if I'm not careful, my whole life will be sucked into computer games. Which, without a doubt, is not good; classic avoid the problems behaviour.

Other thoughts from the weekend: My gosh, that was cleavage, Eona! Titus fought both calmer and more savagely than I've ever seen. The mead from Castings was great. Bella Luna performances were wonderful.

...and the rest of the thoughts will be later.

So totally with you

Date: 2004-04-09 08:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] annmprice.livejournal.com
Believe me John, I can empathize. I realized some time ago I was having trouble connecting with people. Is it the time of life or is it just the times? I decided that this was partly a choice, so I made a concerted effort to connect with people and I failed on pretty much all counts. I called old friends and couldn't seem to find that space where you *really* communicate. I went to SCA events and felt like an outsider; even at dance classes, I felt like I was just being tolerated. Interestingly, talking to you at Dicken's Faire was the most successful new (well, renewed) contacts I had with anyone in a long time. Like knows like, I guess.

For someone I barely talked to in the last ten years, I miss you an awful lot. It's probably that fleeting connection thing. Also you dance well. And Brian, for all that he loves me, will never dance me. Well, ok, sometimes he *will* dance with me, but it's so obviously coerced, it kinda looses its charm.

Anyway, my self-pity rant is being interrupted by kids chanting "Party Penguin!" (Daughter is having a slep over and I promised we could make sno-cones.) Better go keep my promise.

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