2000-10-17 I've had enough social contact to satisfy my needs for the next century or so. This morning a cute guy walked through our front door half past seven. It's a bit unfair, isn't it? I was lying in bed, thinking that I should probably get up, and had just decided that it wasn't worth it. So I rolled back to sleep, only to be forced to get up in a second. I'm not exactly articulate at that time anyway, so that's unfair as well. I'm never articulate (which is perfectly manifested by th inability to have a decent conversationl on Saturday morning when I was on my way home. Oh, all the people I could know if I wasn't so damn... bleh), but I generally get on better with life after dark. Today I also had lunch with my aunt. I haven't seen her since my father's birthday in July, and I've never really talked to her. We usually see once or twice a year, and then my parents do all the talking with her. It was quite nice, though. She gave me a whole lot of biscuits to take home with me, and there weren't as many awkward silencies as you might expect (knowing me). Last night I called up Anna to find out if she had a missing episode of Mary Holiday (which she didn't but I located shortly afterwards in one of my discs). I suspect that it was really just an excuse because I found myself unwilling to hang up even if she bored me. I didn't know I was going to meet Ritva (my aunt) today, so it probably can be forgiven. I've spent ages on the computer today trying to figure out why I can neither send attachments nor upload anything online. (It's not as obvious as it seems. Occasionally things work but only half-properly.) I'm also tired as hell and I'm boring even myself. So maybe I'll stop now. | older aion spindrift e-mail my profile diaryland.com