Vortexia's Secret

i'm cold. i have my heat jacked up, but my nose is still cold. i hate that. my nose doesn't adjust like the rest of my body sometimes. i should buy it a thermostat for christmas.

i really don't know what i want to say. let's do a check. hmm, hair is drying after my shower, my ass is sore from sitting at the computer, i need to hurry this up so i can go pee, my right knee feels a little weird.

i'm not a big fan of really awkward conversations. and some people make them much harder than others. i mean, you have some friends where you can talk about everything. then you have others who are prim and proper and never discuss "those things" until they have an issue, and you're their go to person. i guess i somehow gained the reputation as the sexpert, the counselor, the problem fixer, the shoulder to cry on, and everything else. and i should really be smarter about it. like realizing that if i haven't heard from certain friends in a couple months, i should let my voicemail take the call and then decide whether or not to return the call. tried and true best buds can get busy and fall off the face of the earth temporarily (lord knows i'm guilty of it too), and when they call again it's just fantastic yay for catch-up time. but others... they just call when they have problems (and the slightly better ones butter you up by reminding you how much they love you and how fantastic they think you are). i had one of those calls... yesterday, i think, and made the mistake of answering. awkward chit chat. sympathizing as i vented a little about how crazy work got last week. and then, the silence and tip toeing. ".................... caaaaan i.... ask you something.............................................................. personal?" oh no. aw crap. what just happened here. "uhhh. sure, i guess." and off we go.

this happens to me on a semi-frequent basis. tis how you sort out the good friends from the mediocre.

and look! suddenly i have a post! now scoot off to bed kiddos.