Now THAT'S a rock!

None of my friends have a rock that big.

Timelies all!

(Pardon my typoes, I'm trying to type around Velcro Kitty)

Spent the weekend at a con in Atlanta. Had fun, other than proving that I'm a Danger To Myself and Others(well, mostly myself) on Saturday. Hit my forehead against a metal bar in the shower as i bent down to turn off the water, and later stepped on my right foot with my pump-clad left foot. Bruising has occurred.

None of my friends have a rock that big.

And they're damned lucky.

In theory, that's my route home. But instead I go for the 405 all the time, because I fear the canyon roads even in good weather.

Now THAT'S a rock!

Holy ass.

Damn.

According to my good friends at www.dictionary.com:

whinge (hwnj, wnj) intr.v. Chiefly British whinged, whing·ing, whing·es

To complain or protest, especially in an annoying or persistent manner.

[Dialectal alteration of Middle English whinsen, from Old English hwinsian.]

whine Pronunciation Key (hwn, wn) v. whined, whin·ing, whines v. intr.

1. To utter a plaintive, high-pitched, protracted sound, as in pain, fear, supplication, or complaint.

2. To complain or protest in a childish fashion.

3. To produce a sustained noise of relatively high pitch: jet engines whining.

[Middle English whinen, from Old English hwnan, to make a whizzing sound.]

So, looks like they're kissing cousins, etymologically speaking, at the very least.

You may now all throw your preferred dictionaries at me. Gently please. I don't bruise as easily as ita, but it can be done.

Double damn. Please be careful, Calistas.

Do you pronounce a "g"?

No, just pronounced like "wine," but with a bit of a, well, whine to the voice. Actually, I'd never heard of "whinge", pronounced with a g, until I started posting here. Nor did I ever get the joke from Harry Potter of his hometown of Little Whinging until just a few weeks ago, when rereading the books.

Huh. At first, I was thinking that I luckily hadn't been exposed to much negative sexualization as a woman and as a child. I was starting to work out how I could feel minimalized by this, but then it occurred to me.

No, I do have an awareness of people around me in public areas that the SO does not have. And he feels no compunction about just talking to random people on the street, and the reason I don't doesn't just have to do with being introverted, it also has to do with being female.

I don't check the backseat or under the car, though I do get my keys out in order to move more quickly, and I do park under a light, without thinking about it.

And it wasn't until just now that I realized it, but I have had people complain about me not noticing them trying to get my attention in traffic. At the time I told them it was because I'm oblivious in traffic, that all the other cars are merely obstacles to my destination, but it's true that it's developed behavior because most of the time, I don't really want to respond to whatever the attention-getter is trying to say.

So, huh.