So (spoilered for mostly positive personal stuff):
I got a message from a girl on OKCupid a couple of days ago who said she found my profile "intriguing". We switched from OKC to texts shortly after and we've just spent the entire day texting back and forth about everything from our ambitions to politics to whether or not zombies poop. It was awesome
A little while ago she called and we talked for just over an hour. I was pretty nervous but once we got started we really opened up to each other about... the depths of who we are, what we're afraid of and our strengths and what we don't like about ourselves. I don't think I've ever been that honest with someone. It was certainly the longest phone conversation I've had in years. I'm terrible at phone conversations by the way, I was nailing the text exchanges but sometimes on the phone I don't have enough time to do the necessary post-processing on the thoughts I have and I end up saying some weird things. This time was no exception, there were a few awkward pauses on my part too.
So on the one hand it was an amazing day, and I'm really excited to hopefully meet her in person next week. On the other hand I'm kind of intimidated by her. She's really fit, she dances and she's doing a 20km obstacle course tomorrow. Not to mention smart as a whip and cute as hell. I'm in a pretty good place in my life right now, my confidence and self respect are on the rise and things are going really well at work, but I just don't do as much as her. I'm scared that when we finally meet I won't be interesting enough, or that the brain-part that supplies suggestions for the next thing to say during conversations will dry up (as it often does for me when I'm nervous) and there'll be one of those silences seem to go f-o-r-e-v-e-r until it finally ends with her saying "yeah, no."
Luckily it's after midnight now so I'm going to indulge the part of my brain that wants me to go and hide under the covers anyway.
Honestly, the bottleneck here is the phone conversation. If I can make it to face-to-face then I might be alright. For me, when it comes to expressing myself articulately it goes phones/skype<real life<text.
... sometimes on the phone I don't have enough time to do the necessary post-processing on the thoughts I have and I end up saying some weird things. ...
I had an awful real-life version of this yesterday.
I needed to get some washing machine detergent from reception. (I am staying at a serviced apartment.) Pretty simple right?
But no, my brain decided to take a big stinky fart at that moment and somehow I just couldn't figure out the order to put words in.
"I need... washing machine... little bottle... detergent..."
I think she thought I didn't speak much English because if she thought I was super weird, she didn't show it.
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... sometimes on the phone I don't have enough time to do the necessary post-processing on the thoughts I have and I end up saying some weird things. ...
I had an awful real-life version of this yesterday.
I needed to get some washing machine detergent from reception. (I am staying at a serviced apartment.) Pretty simple right?
But no, my brain decided to take a big stinky fart at that moment and somehow I just couldn't figure out the order to put words in.
"I need... washing machine... little bottle... detergent..."
I think she thought I didn't speak much English because if she thought I was super weird, she didn't show it.
When you're so certain about what you need to ask for, and it's such a small thing, that you don't actually bother to put the words into a sentence until you are halfway through said sentence
Also to clear up the zombie thing: Depending on the type of zombie we're talking about here, I think they either constantly soil themselves, or digest human flesh at such high efficiency that they don't need to excrete anything except as water vapour and CO2.
What a way to come back to work! Got to my room tonight to find that my room fridge had been taken outside, I assume to de-ice it. That's cool, no problems with that.
The only problem is I had a bag full of mudcrab sitting in the little freezer compartment, which got left on my bench. In a tiny room. With no AC on. In 30 degree weather.
Also it appears I will be in Noosa for the next three weeks?
What is in Noosa people?
I met a trio of teachers from Noosa when I was backpacking Europe. We got along pretty well, had some laughs, and they were pretty easy on the eye, if you follow my drift.
What I'm saying is, once upon a time, I had an opportunity to be in Noosa people. :winky:
I've been there before, all I can remember is the nice beaches and good burgers. So I guess see if one of those burger stands are still there next to the beach?
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A little while ago she called and we talked for just over an hour. I was pretty nervous but once we got started we really opened up to each other about... the depths of who we are, what we're afraid of and our strengths and what we don't like about ourselves. I don't think I've ever been that honest with someone. It was certainly the longest phone conversation I've had in years. I'm terrible at phone conversations by the way, I was nailing the text exchanges but sometimes on the phone I don't have enough time to do the necessary post-processing on the thoughts I have and I end up saying some weird things. This time was no exception, there were a few awkward pauses on my part too.
So on the one hand it was an amazing day, and I'm really excited to hopefully meet her in person next week. On the other hand I'm kind of intimidated by her. She's really fit, she dances and she's doing a 20km obstacle course tomorrow. Not to mention smart as a whip and cute as hell. I'm in a pretty good place in my life right now, my confidence and self respect are on the rise and things are going really well at work, but I just don't do as much as her. I'm scared that when we finally meet I won't be interesting enough, or that the brain-part that supplies suggestions for the next thing to say during conversations will dry up (as it often does for me when I'm nervous) and there'll be one of those silences seem to go f-o-r-e-v-e-r until it finally ends with her saying "yeah, no."
Luckily it's after midnight now so I'm going to indulge the part of my brain that wants me to go and hide under the covers anyway.
Well?! Do they?
also you're so very much the best butler I'm sure if you show even a fraction of yourself she'll be head over heels
Not saying that to flatter you necessarily, but you are already very lovable as you are. And plenty interesting.
Dammit man, you're a SCIENTIST!
You should ask to see her face in person.
Satans..... hints.....
Satans..... hints.....
I had an awful real-life version of this yesterday.
I needed to get some washing machine detergent from reception. (I am staying at a serviced apartment.) Pretty simple right?
But no, my brain decided to take a big stinky fart at that moment and somehow I just couldn't figure out the order to put words in.
"I need... washing machine... little bottle... detergent..."
I think she thought I didn't speak much English because if she thought I was super weird, she didn't show it.
When you're so certain about what you need to ask for, and it's such a small thing, that you don't actually bother to put the words into a sentence until you are halfway through said sentence
Also to clear up the zombie thing: Depending on the type of zombie we're talking about here, I think they either constantly soil themselves, or digest human flesh at such high efficiency that they don't need to excrete anything except as water vapour and CO2.
I kind of assume that it does but nobody talks about it because they are embarrassed and that nobody notices when other people do it.
And then I'd often end up doing the exact same thing when trying to explain something to a customer.
"Petrol suitcase?!"
... @tynic
I resemble that remark!
haha seriously?
This nearly made me break my policy of 'never click on a facebook trending link.' Nearly.
He tried a couple of times to get the people close to the stage to form circles (mosh) during some of his rockier songs like Blkkk SkkkN Head.
Didn't happen.
Satans..... hints.....
Was me but I can't remember if I was right or not.
The only problem is I had a bag full of mudcrab sitting in the little freezer compartment, which got left on my bench. In a tiny room. With no AC on. In 30 degree weather.
Yeah
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better
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Satans..... hints.....
What is in Noosa people?
Satans..... hints.....
I met a trio of teachers from Noosa when I was backpacking Europe. We got along pretty well, had some laughs, and they were pretty easy on the eye, if you follow my drift.
What I'm saying is, once upon a time, I had an opportunity to be in Noosa people. :winky:
Satans..... hints.....
I should be ok.
Satans..... hints.....
I kinda wanna play more Archipelago.