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It just hasn't been a week where I've felt like knocking down a blog. I've actually had a lot on my mind lately but unfortunately the wants of the mind differ from the desire that the body has to act on these wants.
I think I did have a bit of a breakthrough while at happy hour last week. There was a happy hour in honor of a friend/co-worker. I've never been one to attend too many of these kinds of events because usually the people there talk about the link that bonds them - in this case, work. I absolutely love my job but when I walk out the door at 4:30 my brain stays there. Well, that isn't completely true either - I've been known to write code in my sleep (no, I'm not kidding).
Anyway, I know I've touched on this before. I do not have a lot of friends and that's fine with me but at times I feel bad for Rebecca because weekends are usually pretty empty. I love to hang out with the people that we know well as there is never that... uncomfortability... that you get in mixed groups.
So I'm at happy hour and having a fine time talking with various people. I'm still not sure how it happened but there came a moment when I got a glimpse into what my social awkwardness really was:
I have no middle speed.
I've realized that I feel most comfortable in situations where there is intelligent conversation. That could be many things - opinions, debate, theory, etc. Just something that I can sink my teeth into. If that isn't available, I'm just as happy (and maybe even more comfortable) acting like a 12 year old. I want to laugh at really awful things. As soon as the conversation turns toward long-winded storytelling or people talking about their kids or some awful sitcom, my mind starts to drift. This becomes a problem because sometimes I'll look to find ways to amuse myself. One of my favorite games is to work lines from movies into conversation to see if anyone will notice. There is nothing better than when you can slip in 'do you like Gladiator movies' and have someone give you a bit of a look because they recognize the line but they aren't sure if you are playing with them. Surely I can't be serious - right? And don't call me Shirley.
This may sound like a bit of a paradox and I guess in a sense it is. I've found myself debating an entire bar after softball games and I couldn't be happier in those situations. Five minutes later we're talking about things that shouldn't find their way into "decent" conversation. I don't know why this was all such a revelation to me. After all, my blogs pretty much reflect the same things. Maybe it was so surprising because I always thought it was something more complex than what it is.
Oh well, I am what I am. And now that I've thought about it a bit, I really don't feel bad about it either. There is so much to think about in this world - I can't imagine not having thoughts and opinions. And there's also a lot of p****** jokes that need to be laughed at.
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