October 31st, 2007 by Missy
Happy Halloween everyone! I’m not entirely sure who everyone is, since I don’t think anyone really reads this
:p Well.. Dan and Ryan excepted, there. But in any case, if anyone is reading this, then Happy Halloween indeed. As you can see, I went as a sailor for Halloween. Dan was Vash, Anya was Sailor Venus, and Alex stayed home. Unfortunately I don’t have a picture of Anya to post at the moment, because she ripped her costume off the moment we got home — I guess the shoes were hurting her, and the wig was pulling her hair. Katie did manage to get a picture or two on her camera before we went out Trick-or-Treating, so I shall see if I can steal those from her tomorrow and get some Anya Venus pictures up.
Man I wish that I had a Halloween party to go to! It seems silly to get all dressed up just to walk Anya around the block for an hour collecting candy. It would be much more satisfying to actually have somewhere to wear a costume to. But my life is dull and friendless so, of course, I didn’t receive any party invitations. One of these days I vow to have friends. I suppose it doesn’t help that I’m shy and anti-social. It always seems strange to people to find out that I am shy, given how talkative I am online, but I truly am. Tremendously so. I think it tends to get taken more for snobbery than shyness, which is a shame…
October 31st, 2007 at 11:44 pm
Ahem, starting a sentence with a coordinating conjunction? Hasn’t being married to a grammar Nazi for 5 years taken that out of you? The man corrects split infinitives, FFS.
It’s difficult to actually acquire friends when you spend most of your time in the house (I should know, I suppose). Have Dan introduce you to non-boring people from work! Also, being shy can be worked through. God knows that having a speech impediment didn’t make it any easier to talk to people when I was between the ages of 10 and 14 or something (whenever I was shy, can’t recall). Just force yourself to strike up conversations with random people when you’re out, and eventually it won’t bother you anymore.
On the other hand, that also means that you’ll feel an urge to butt in on other people’s conversations when you’re out at a restaurant and you hear them having conversations where both people are flagrantly wrong about everything (imagine hearing people talk about this “new” military tech which can drop multiple shells on a target simultaneously, as if we were in 2003 again, or hearing people talk about how the Kurds are Sunni and that’s why the Saudis hate them/etc, people talking about the economy who really have no clue), but you only refrain because you know it would be embarrassing for the person you’re with. Dan would not be embarrassed.