"Things get damaged, things get broken..."
Had a good night.
Tai chi is going well -- was approached by assistant teacher who demanded to know whether I've done tai chi (my second class) before... or perhaps dance?
I had to confess that I did indeed take ballet for six years as a young'un. Apparently this has long term effects on my spatial cognition. My mimicry is apparently excellent and even with only two classes, I'm doing well. So yay for me.
And I'm really digging it. My friend is encouraging me to try karate, insisting that me and martial arts are a decent mix. I may just try it out to see.
Who knew that ballet would have random and positive long term effects.
Anyway, tonight was a birthday of one of my dearest friends. (Don't let it go to your head, missy.) Had a marvelous time, drank much and was able to -- with the help of a very good cheque day -- finance most of her evening. Food, drink, cab fare, etc. It's nice to be able to do it once in a while. She deserves it. I wish I could do stuff like this more often.
Anyway, the night at the club was excellent. Some great music, including some old Cure, Ladytron, and a mix of the new Depeche song that I really quite like. It's been ages since I liked a new DM single this much.
Though will confess to being a little mellow as the evening winded down. I've been pretty ruthless regarding a number of friendships with people lately.
And perhaps my conscience caught up with me. The truth is, when I feel myself at risk within any kind of personal relationship -- where I feel things have gotten away from me and that someone else is holding the cards (not a position I care for) -- I tend to withdraw. Sometimes somewhar abruptly and ruthlessly. At other times, slowly and awkwardly.
It's protection. I'm very careful with the people I trust. Overly so. If I feel that trust is going to betray me, or that it could be misplaced, I leave. Not that I play games, mind. But I will withdraw when things start looking shaky.
Ah, I know -- I could benefit from a good ol' dose of therapy. And maybe I'lll look into it. But you know, when you have tricksiness trusting people, talking to a stranger ain't gonna help, is it?
Ah, neurosis. My true friend.
And happy birthday to one of my real, tangible friends. May she not be totally hungover tomorrow.
Tai chi is going well -- was approached by assistant teacher who demanded to know whether I've done tai chi (my second class) before... or perhaps dance?
I had to confess that I did indeed take ballet for six years as a young'un. Apparently this has long term effects on my spatial cognition. My mimicry is apparently excellent and even with only two classes, I'm doing well. So yay for me.
And I'm really digging it. My friend is encouraging me to try karate, insisting that me and martial arts are a decent mix. I may just try it out to see.
Who knew that ballet would have random and positive long term effects.
Anyway, tonight was a birthday of one of my dearest friends. (Don't let it go to your head, missy.) Had a marvelous time, drank much and was able to -- with the help of a very good cheque day -- finance most of her evening. Food, drink, cab fare, etc. It's nice to be able to do it once in a while. She deserves it. I wish I could do stuff like this more often.
Anyway, the night at the club was excellent. Some great music, including some old Cure, Ladytron, and a mix of the new Depeche song that I really quite like. It's been ages since I liked a new DM single this much.
Though will confess to being a little mellow as the evening winded down. I've been pretty ruthless regarding a number of friendships with people lately.
And perhaps my conscience caught up with me. The truth is, when I feel myself at risk within any kind of personal relationship -- where I feel things have gotten away from me and that someone else is holding the cards (not a position I care for) -- I tend to withdraw. Sometimes somewhar abruptly and ruthlessly. At other times, slowly and awkwardly.
It's protection. I'm very careful with the people I trust. Overly so. If I feel that trust is going to betray me, or that it could be misplaced, I leave. Not that I play games, mind. But I will withdraw when things start looking shaky.
Ah, I know -- I could benefit from a good ol' dose of therapy. And maybe I'lll look into it. But you know, when you have tricksiness trusting people, talking to a stranger ain't gonna help, is it?
Ah, neurosis. My true friend.
And happy birthday to one of my real, tangible friends. May she not be totally hungover tomorrow.
posted by /hg | 3:13 a.m.
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