dinner last night with G. and R. and C. and R's spouse... Lovely and silly and I wished i coudl have hung out longer. somehow could not talk with R. so much or seriously as we did the other morning as we were all trying to sort of be a polite group and talk with each other all in turn but at some point exhausted conversational topics that were not gossip about sex with people 15 years ago because we kind of had to stop talking about that as it's boring for people who weren't there!
When extroverts try to befriend introverts! They hide! They are suspicious! They wonder at one's motives, or think you are insane, competitive, fickle! Who knows how they interpret things! It is a mystery! I feel like a cannonball. Everyone's rolling their eyes and going, Oh, that cannonball. She will roll over someone else. Where is her anchor? She cannot be trusted. I ask you. I dunno! I'm just saying, as it seems to be a theme lately.
I want to write a story about a person who has sex with these aliens that are like small walking trees. And when you do, you mix up your genetic material and start to be a little bit tree-like and change in all sorts of odd ways and get pregnant with sprouts and then lifting up your rootlets to walk around becomes quite difficult. I know, I know, Octavia Butler. Fine. but MY thing would be different.
When I got back home last night, Cilia was here to pick up her 14 year old daughter Umbra, who was sitting for Moomin. And we started yakking and I had totally not realized she reads not, like, the equivalent of romance novels, but instead history of any sort, a nd she writes, and her dad was a poet, and she wants to write the weird fascinating story of her life. I bet it would be fascinating. I will make this happen!
Hmmm, I wasn't thinking eye-rolling or cannonball thoughts. Though sometimes I do like to tease. Cuz it turns me on.
Posted by: cher | April 21, 2005 at 10:56 AM
Oh, you a little, but I was thinking of all the introverts I have ever known rolled up into a ball - it was kind of general! Or maybe I was thinking of someone else specific and wanting to talk about that while trying to obscure their actual identity. I'm tricky that way.
Posted by: badgerbag | April 21, 2005 at 11:25 AM