Aww, yay, Seska and Girl! Registering Your Intention To Have!! It really does bring a little tear to the eye...

As you might have guessed: registering one's intention to have a civil partnership is the least romantic thing ever. One less thing to do now, though!

I thought you were more of an introvert.

According to my friend's psychologist mother, I am actually an introvert (!!!!). I said "Have you met me? Of course you have, because I'm an extrovert!" She laughed and said that the reason that I should be considered an introvert is because I recharge by being alone and that I prefer to solve problems/work through things by myself.

I've heard it's possible to be introverted and outgoing at the same time. While such a person likes talking to other people, they don't reveal much personal stuff about themselves.

I always thought that introvert and extrovert had nothing to do with shyness or gregariousness; they only refer to how a person gets energized. Introverts get energized by being alone (while being in groups can drain them), and extroverts get energy from being in groups.

Somewhere along the line introvert came to mean "hermit" and extrovert came to mean "24-hour party people," neither of which is correct.

She laughed and said that the reason that I should be considered an introvert is because I recharge by being alone

That's the Myers-Briggs definition of an introvert. A friend of mine is the opposite -- he considers himself an introvert, but he organizes all the social gatherings of his circle.

I always thought that introvert and extrovert had nothing to do with shyness or gregariousness; they only refer to how a person gets energized. Introverts get energized by being alone (while being in groups can drain them), and extroverts get energy from being in groups.

Yep, the definitions have gotten skewed. I just thought it was a funny story.

I think I'm a catrovert - being with people drains my energy, and I recharge by spending time with cats.

I think I'm a catrovert - being with people drains my energy, and I recharge by spending time with cats.

Wrod.

Or a bibliovert.

I, personally am an idiot.

I went to work yesterday when I should have been resting my back more. It was very painful to walk from my truck to my desk (about two blocks, total), it took me 20 minutes, stopping every 15 ft. It was painful to walk very far at all, even to the bathroom and to lunch.

Ironically, my truck was less than 20 ft from my desk, it's just that we can't go in or out the fire door.

Sitting? OK, mostly, the weight was distributed.

I had to ask a co-worker to go get my truck at the end of the day, as I couldn't bear to think about going the whole distance to it in -8˚F and icy road.

Last night? Pain.

Today? I've called the clinic, they are sending me an note saying not to go back to work until after the 8th, and Trying to fit me into PT.

Fighting my work ethic is one of the hardest things, ever. I feel guilty not going to work, like I'm playing hooky or something.

Problem is, I feel fine until I move around, or lay down, or bend over...