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i was in the bathroom (i'm sorry) peeing (i'm sorry) (it's relevant) (i promise) and, my legs being longish, my knee touches the sink thing. I look up and there he is, humming to himself and spider strutting for me like i'm new terrain to explore. My eyes go like this
Lady Friend says if I spend too much time alone (which is the way this extreme introvert prefers it), I start to get weird. To combat this, she drags me along to social events packed with people, which apparently cures me for a while.
So where is she taking me tomorrow? A farming conference full of hippies. I'll be there through Saturday, smelling patchouli and standing in the food line surrounded by peasant blouses and nose piercings, avoiding the closing circle where everyone holds hands and sings about Mother Earth, and accepting yet again - as Lady Friend has made me attend this conference before - another handout by a wiry-haired old woman who wants me to know that my cell phone is killing me with its gamma rays or magical hexes or whatever is in there that makes it work.
I don't know how exactly this is going to make me more like normal folk, but I'll let you know.