Pittsburgh is cold.
Victorian houses are pretty.
I have massive inferiority complexes.
I don’t maintain an even temperament well when my sleep schedule is completely fucked up.
My cat really misses me when I am gone for the weekend.
I lap up praise from professors like it is the best ice cream on the planet.
And then, completely randomly, I was thinking about this other thing…
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And as a result, this morning… I just have to piss on some peoples Cheerios. Sorry. Doesn’t mean I don’t love you.
I noticed something today as I read through your journal. You said before that you don’t think I am a 6 because you don’t think I operate from fear really. I suspect you are right. You really do make many if not most of your decisions based from fear. In looking at your decisions mine look so different. I am not afraid of being alone the way you are. I’m just not. Sure, I have had morose moments where I thought I would always be alone but that never motivated me to go out and do something about it. I have almost never been single but I think that is more about the fact that I just like people and they like me. I go out and do things just cause I want to and that gets me noticed. You don’t work that way. You go out and say, “How can I make people notice me.”
Hm. Yeah. Interesting.