i've got poison oak again.

I've sort of accidentally begun purging my life of certain types of people.
It began with one incident from which I made a stiff decision to separate myself. Then, upon finding it felt damn good to feel more control over my life, I began deleting relationships with others that I felt put my self worth in jeopardy. I lumped together people with generally negative dispositions, those whose emotional baggage takes up too much of my storage space, and some who are just discouraging overall.
It's pretty easy once you get started. Usually those types of people don't try too hard to communicate after a couple of attempts are ignored. I know this is a ridiculous way to handle problems and eventually I'm going to have to grow up and learn to deal with these situations, but for now I'm basking in the comfort of my closest friends. And enjoying the encouragement, fun, and (endearingly) terrible analogies that come from them.

Thank you. Now please boycott DiGiornio and opt for a salad. It's better for you anyway.

random life soundtrack.

Last night I left my phone unattended for most of the night. When I returned to it, I had two voicemails... The first, a friend from high school: "Terra I'm at this bar and they are playing the Prince song 'Kiss' and it made me think of you!!!", the second a past romantic interest turned good friend: "Terra, I'm at a Feist show without you...thinking of you, sucker! (half of 'Mushaboom' left on the voicemail)". Both of these songs reminded someone of me. What does that say about me?

shyness manifests itself at exactly the wrong time.

Today for the first 45 minutes of my philosophy of religion class I had this obnoxious little thought/objection bouncing around in my head. Normally I am unafraid to speak up in class, but today was one of those days where everyone felt like they had much (irrelevance!!) to share with the class. And each received a gracious thank you for his insight consisting of dramatic sighs and eye rolls from his peers, and surprisingly biting rebuttals from the professor. So I decided today was the day to keep my mouth shut...and join the eye rollers. Then in the last five minutes of class, our professor brought up a point that had not been made, my point, and expressed disdainfully how he wished someone had mentioned it.
Today was wholly that kind of day.

But I did swallow an earlier remark made to him about something getting too 'girlfriendy', and did it anyway. At least I have that to be proud of.