Tuesday, January 27, 2009

It's not you, It's me...

That famous break up line. I am breaking up with all of you, JUST KIDDING! I messed my blog up somehow, and I have to fix it. But seeing as how I was recently fired from my job as housekeeper, by my boss, Collin, I have to work really hard to earn my non profit position back. I would rather Collin fire our laundry service. She just seems really slackerish lately...

So I was wondering and would like some opinions. I was just having a heart to heart with a dear old gal pal, and realized how vague people are in general. Am I crazy, or do people really talk about nothing all of the time? I guess I have been in the mode of expressing my thoughts to anyone who will hear lately, and it has made me feel a lack of depth in most of what I say. Does everything have to have depth? No. Can't I just participate in idle chitter chatter? I like it, and I do it, but I really love exchanging worthwhile meaningful words. But I also like to be amused, so it is a crafty individual who can provide both. So what do you think? Are people afraid of letting people in and so never delve into the surface of their feelings? Am I just more open than other people or does it just seem that way because I am always around people that I trust? Maybe this doesn't make sense, but not much that is in my head does. Or used to not. It's not you, it's me.

4 comments:

J said...

You are cracking me up. You better get with it and earn that non-prof job back, pronto!!! Hilarious! Reading your post reminds me of an argument a friend and her husband had about laundry...she was asking if he thought the clothes just got up and walked to the washer and dryer and then folded themselves and got back in the drawers/closet...he replied by asking if while they were at it they could "walk" by the ironing board...

Hmmm...will have to ponder part two of your post.

In the meantime...happy cleaning! :)

Smooshiepie said...

Ack! I feel the same way! I just caught up with a friend I've barely seen since highschool, and she's all, "I love ceasar salad" and "I run 18 miles a week". Um, good for her, but where's the substance?! What happened over the last ten years? The realization of a hearty workout regimen and anchovies in dressing?
Ew. BORING. You are right on, girl. Wish I lived closer so we could have some intelligent/retarded conversation together!

Jessica said...

I've been thinking something similar lately. Funny. I think I'm a little too open with people most of the time too. Then I realize it and get really short with people for a while. Makes me feel like a total social awkward, which I am I guess. Oh well.

Sonja said...

Haha, I'm enjoying your blog. Your post made me think of my phone calls to friends, I don't know how I spend an hour on the phone with someone and it doesn't seem like we talk about anything at all. I can barely recall what we talked about and it only takes 30 seconds to do so. What a phenomenon.