I feel like I should have learned things like planning and organization by now. Everyone else seems to be able to do it, and I just can't.

::raises hand:: me, too. I've started Flylady, and I've been trying various things from various websites, and maybe I'm starting to pull it together. Just maybe, just a tiny bit. Let me know if you want any links.

The way my bookshelves are "organized" would drive you to tears. Pete doesn't even try and find books, he just asks me where I put them. But I have them arranged in the way it makes sense in my head.

Ha. I just put all my cds into wallets, and they are so random. Then there was the time I arranged amyth's DVDs by the genres in my head, which included "Pretty People" (e.g. Pillow Book), "Performance Camp" (e.g. Stomp the Yard), and "Fucked Up Shit" (Mullholland Dr.).

What was it about the SF2F? I went freakin' crazy and have avoided you all ever since.

Huh. Yeah, amyth, katep and I ended up hiding and watching SPN in our room for a while. I'd forgotten that.

I am a Virgo, but not organized. However, I am FREAKY anal-retentive about certain things. Like, if things have a place, and aren't there when I go to look for them, I have a mini-rage blackout. Am also anal about what cloth is used for what - washing dishes, drying hands, drying dishes. Yes, freaky. I had a previous roommate who pulled *my bath towel* off the rack to mop up a spill on the kitchen floor, and couldn't see why I might be annoyed about that. He's also the one who broke a bunch of shit and tried to lie about it, and who for 3 months used my Bath and Body Works shower gel instead of getting his own soap. When I called him on it, he just switched to my Dr. Bronner's - STILL didn't buy his own. Yeah, thank god he moved out after 3 mos so I didn't have to kick him out. Stinky hipster boy.

amyth and I are still negotiating stuff as roommates. We were at my parents' house the other night, and I made sure to point out the precise and orderly way in which my mother loads the dishwasher. Seriously, it was a revelation to me that you can put stuff in haphazardly and IT WILL STILL GET CLEAN.

Or, who doesn't know my safe word.

::starts guessing:: Waterloo? Rutabega? Bhutros Bhutros Gali?

One of the things with Wallybee is that being with her, for the most part, recharges me. It's like, she doesn't intrude on my personal space, she is my personal space.

I am so happy that BT found his Wallybee, and hope that someday I'll find mine.

I am a raging extrovert. I think my ideal work situation would be like Danny and Casey in Sports Night. I get overwhelmed at the f2fs, too, but not so much that it's not worth it. I am also shy. I think I shared this after the DC f2f, but one reason I dance all the time is so I don't have to talk to people. This is also why I gravitate to small children. With them I can just make faces and silly noises, and they usually think I'm pretty awesome. It's bad when I'm around other shy people - I manage not to think, "Maybe they're shy, too," but instead "OMG they must hate me I'ma not say anything."

My bookshelves are the only thing I am organized about. Too much time working in libraries and a bookstore to not keep books organized. Everything else is a complete mess.

Ok. I am clearly more upset about the car break-in than CBD is, so I'm gonna let it go. He's already ordered a new GPS system (and went ON AND ON about how much cheaper they are now!), and we're taking the car to be fixed later today. Letting it go now.

I am mostly extroverted, until I'm not, which can happen quite quickly. Which is what I think happened to me in SF. I think my brain was like, "Foamy! Love! People who are foamy that we love! Talktalktalktalktalktalk Happpy! Happy! loudloudloudLOUDER LOUD! LOVE! TALK! CHAT CHAT CHAT CHAT! HAPPY! HAPPPY!SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! OVERLOAD OVERLOAD! DANGER WILL ROBINSON! HORMONES ABOUT TO RELEASE! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! TEAR DAM BREECHED! FREAKOUT FREAKOUT! Waaaaaiiiittt...what is this?....Oooohhhh...hellllooo Xxxxaaannaaxx...heeeelllllooo vodka tonic.....Fooooamy! Loooove! Chaaaattt! Peeooppplleee... people who need people.....Haaaappppyyy!!"

I've learned since then (cause it happened again at a Con in Michigan) that I need to rest my brain and take breathers. Hide for a bit, smoke, read, sew, watch TV, whatever. The hour and a half I took between HOTR and Prom was much needed. Put on my nightgown, watched comfort tv, chilled. It was great.

I can be extroverted if I have something to do, some reason for being there. Otherwise, while I like being around people, I don't know how to interact.

Consider how many times I brought the kids to various meet-ups (before K-Bug decided she LIKED coming and hanging with y'all). I had to be "mom" and could hide any social awkwardness in the need to be "mom". Or when I'm organizing something...then I'm cool.

Moving has made it harder - other than the few people I work with, I haven't met anyone NEW here. If I hadn't known Nicole already, I wouldn't have any outside-of-work friends.

CJ starts school on Monday, so I'll probably try to get involved in PTA so I can meet some folks while having that critical "reason for being there".

On the ground in Dallas. I'm about to pay $50 to smoke a cigarette in the Admiral's club, so I don't have to exit security (which I don't have time to do). In a few more hours, I will be home.

A flies out to Texas this morning, and will be gone for a week, so I'll have time to start packing up my half of our life, and move temporarily into the spare room, until I can find a new place.

The annoying thing about a 7AM telecon is that I told myself I could go back to bed after (I don't have anything else going on until afternoon) but now I feel somewhat awake. Also, I was having freakish nightmares about a tornado (!?) and a hellish weird retirement/layoff party thing (I wasn't going, someone else was? And they were leaving me this weird awkward tshirt wiht an individual and yet generic poem on it? And I wanted to stabbinate them?)

And I also feel intensely panicked by long durations of what I call "OPS" which means "other peoples' schedule".

Heh. I just get ANNOYED. And want to herd cats. With a whip.

But then, I LIKE large groups of people. I am very happy to have spent the weekend with huge numbers of people. And when I contemplate explaining to a therapist that "no, really, see, my upcoming weekend plans of "Go dancing Friday night, but go home directly after dancing, be touristy with exboss and her husband in town, go out with friends Saturday night, probably don't see girl I'm seeing because she's moving", that's like, LOW SOCIAL for me!!"....well....

But I mean, small groups are key. Large groups are hard to deal with, just logistics-wise. You can really only talk to a few people at once anyway.

Then again, I HAVE had a friend staying on my couch for the past month. OTOH, I've been out of town on and off for several of those weeks.

The only issue is when I am hanging out with someone who doesn't understand that I need to check the internets and see what is going on there. Because I AM an addict.

t reading all other comments from buffistas.

So, uh, how DID I end up with you introverted people anyway? Huh.

So, uh, how DID I end up with you introverted people anyway? Huh.

Because we need someone like you to pull us in to conversations. And, we rock.

{{{Sean}}} Just because I know this afternoon will be hard.

Friday morning vote for who is worse - Comcast or Verizon?

Comcast is giving a Wii to new subscribers, which is cooler than Verizon's offer of a TV. But I'm busy hating Cox.

I'm also busy doing nothing, when I have a ton of stuff to do. My boss had me come in to his office (which is in a different building...in fact, in a different city) for a meeting this morning to discuss whether or not I can telecommute. So I left the plumber at home and drove in, thinking I'd go to my office right after.

He's now pushed our meeting back twice, so I've been sitting here for an hour. At this rate I'll have to go home and pay the plumber before going to my office.

And his whole reason for not wanting me to telecommute is that he doesn't like me being away from my office.

Just caught up and now I have to go to the doctor for my diabetes update. (Get the tires kicked, check the fluids, etc)

I should mention that I had my six-months-late yearly review Wednesday.

I got an 8.5% raise.

Retroactive to my hiring date anniversary.

Feb 16.

heh.