What's in my brains:
I go to therapy and find myself explaining to my therapist about things like myspace and facebook and gmail chat. I watch her as she tries to decipher it all and get why it's somehow important in my life. She doesn't judge, but I feel kind of foolish saying it all.
I've been wondering if this is an acceptable/comfortable/satisfying form of communication to me anymore if I'm feeling foolish about it.
But here it is, all in a blog. On the internizzle. What do you think of that?
To be so conscious of when I sign into something, how often I look at certain people or things, what else is going on in other lives, or at least the stories that are told on fucking social networking sites...it just feels kind of stupid sometimes. Like...to care about any of it at all, or to believe that it's the same as regular face to face conversation.
Building any kind of personal relationship through "chatting" just seems half-assed and lacks much feeling or meaning. It's just not going to work.
I know it's all been written and thought about before, but still. It's in me brains right now.
What's in my guts:
A lot of cheese in various forms, rosemary potatoes from the Old Fashioned, and apple juice from the unbelievably amazing piano recitals from earlier in the day. And two vodka tonics.
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