Making friends.  

sac_geek_cpl 40M/42F
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5/20/2006 7:11 am

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5/27/2006 5:02 pm

Making friends.

We're at the next part now. The part where I actually have to talk to the people I'm interested in. I'm not shy by any means. I've got courage up the wazzoo, but jumping into the fray doesn't mean I'll say the right thing.

I guess that's the "FriendFinder" part. We're all here because it's hard to find people that have the same values. There's no visual clue to open-mindedness. If there were I'd be walking up to people on the street, left and right.

As it is, I have a hard time making friends. I usually meet people through friends. It's easier that way. Friends of friends are pre-screened. I have it, from a good source, that my friends friend won't balk at the words that come out of my mouth.

And I've been burned so many times when trying to make friends out of strangers. I'm not a soft spoken type and I don't hide who I am, so it doesn't take very long to get to the "what kind of freak are you" look.

As a writer I'm reclusive and I call myself antisocial but I'm not really. I love spending time with my friends. When I really care about someone, it's all about looking forward to seeing them. And I miss them if they're away too long.

If your definition of social is spending time with people all the time, then you could call me antisocial. I like my quiet, alone time. I value alone time the same way I value party time.

I love throwing themed/costumed parties. I am the uberplanner! I was born in the seventies, so I missed out on the great seventies parties, but I'm trying my best to recreate that feel in every party I throw. (Excluding the whole drug part. Down with the alcohol, not with the drugs.)

More later. PinkHairedGirl


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