Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Telephone Conversations
So I'm pretty happy right now because I just got off the phone with my girl, Kiwi. Yes, her name is Kiwi and if you know her, well you're just that much cooler.
Anyway, I love it when you can not talk to a person for a while and then have a completly random conversation and have those moments of silence and be SO comfortable with them. I was reading something on the internet and she was doing something for a breif moment, honestly it was about 3 seconds, and I realized we were listening to each other breathe- which might be weird- but it was comfortable. We used to be able to sit in the same room for hours, or out on the porch smoking and not say a word.... and sometimes, just like in How I Met Your Mother we can have those Lily and Marshall moments where we can have a whole conversation with our eyes.
Its nice to have a friend where you can enjoy their company without having to make that pesky conversation.
I don't like talking much. Unless I'm ranting, and then I can seem to go on forever.
Bryan can tell you that.
Anyway, I love it when you can not talk to a person for a while and then have a completly random conversation and have those moments of silence and be SO comfortable with them. I was reading something on the internet and she was doing something for a breif moment, honestly it was about 3 seconds, and I realized we were listening to each other breathe- which might be weird- but it was comfortable. We used to be able to sit in the same room for hours, or out on the porch smoking and not say a word.... and sometimes, just like in How I Met Your Mother we can have those Lily and Marshall moments where we can have a whole conversation with our eyes.
Its nice to have a friend where you can enjoy their company without having to make that pesky conversation.
I don't like talking much. Unless I'm ranting, and then I can seem to go on forever.
Bryan can tell you that.
Friday, April 17, 2009
........ .... ... ...... procrastination.
Looking down at the daily sales, seeing how not even a strong inositol sale with save our horrible day, the beep from the front door drags my eyes to the soft baby blues staring back at me. I immediatly smile and struggle to ask if there is anything I can do for the new comer. After a smile back and a polite nod no, he quickly walks to the back end of the store. I drop my head back down to the paper with the numbers.. those taunting numbers that seem to say: "You'll never achieve me." Just like everything else in this world.
Everyone has their woe story, tough times that make them a better person. Sometimes, I'll let people into my little woe story of my own. But since I have no idea on how to end it on a good note, I never feel the person is really listening to me. All they hear is; "wah, wah... haha, wah, and oh yea, WAHHH!!!" But it's getting to the point that I feel like NO one understands me, and the people that did or have known me well don't understand whats going on now. So I'm writing a story....
and it is coming. Just not yet.
I think I might procrastinate just a bit longer.
Because you don't want to read about that anyway.
Everyone has their woe story, tough times that make them a better person. Sometimes, I'll let people into my little woe story of my own. But since I have no idea on how to end it on a good note, I never feel the person is really listening to me. All they hear is; "wah, wah... haha, wah, and oh yea, WAHHH!!!" But it's getting to the point that I feel like NO one understands me, and the people that did or have known me well don't understand whats going on now. So I'm writing a story....
and it is coming. Just not yet.
I think I might procrastinate just a bit longer.
Because you don't want to read about that anyway.
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