This girl is not fit for human company today, which makes no freaking sense — it’s a perfect fall day, the leaves are turning, my work is temporarily caught up, and we have a fun evening ahead. Meh. People. They’ve tried my last nerve and found it wanting. Facebook, my go-to social release-valve, is a morass of stupidity today. Yeah, and what, exactly, is new? A little biotch-of-a-privileged-thing pulled her white-girl schtick on me in lieu of answering a simple non-invasive question. Whatever. Have a nice day, sweetheart. Even Madison is a bundle of neurotic craziness — a short-tempered old baroness. She lives with one, go figure. She’s every bit as morose and disagreeable as I feel, so I’m doing a great job of spreading the love. And no, I didn’t kick her, she’s just very discerning. She loves me, so maybe I should just ditch this sulk and count my blessings or something.
Playing for Time 
Oct 02, 2014 @ 11:24:17
I love the way you express yourself. I absolutely get this. Good stuff ! From my heart to yours.
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Oct 02, 2014 @ 13:56:49
And back to yours, AuntB!
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 16:03:17
“Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking” by Susan Cain gives some good insights into how introverts think and react. My extroverted friend believes the author was a bit harsh on extroverts but agrees it is introverts who usually are misunderstood.
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 17:36:58
Kay, I think you mentioned that one at Sharon’s party, but since I didn’t write it down it was gone before Kim & I got to our door. Thank you so much for bringing it back to the surface. 😊
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 17:47:45
I’d guess the biggest way we’re misunderstood is that people think we’re being snobs.
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 14:20:27
No, I hear you. My migraines can make me a tad grumpy – as in, if the grocery store clerk just starts checking the next customer instead of helping me bag my own friggin’ groceries – and a lot of them, at that – and letting the other customer’s food get all mixed up with mine, I’m gonna stop bagging my groceries and say, “Hey, can you stop ringing up that customer until I’ve finished bagging my groceries, please!?!” And the little high school bitch just tossed her head, continued ringing, but pushed the other customer’s food to the side. Thanks for the help. Migraines make me hope that she never makes a living wage…and that sucks. I realize that. So don’t feel so bad about being an introvert. At least it doesn’t make you think like a Republican for five hot seconds.
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 14:58:46
I have no regrets about being an introvert — I tend to enjoy my own company and the time to think my own thoughts. Wondering if that makes me a narcissistic introvert person. Meh. It’s self-limiting, so no worries. ☺️
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 15:10:19
Okay, so here’s a potential blog topic for you, regretless introvert. Tee hee. What advice do you give to someone who lives next door to an introvert – one with whom they’d like to be friends?
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 15:43:10
Ah, the ol’ reality check. Well, missy, let me see what I can do with that …
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 19:44:09
Thank you. I…erm, I mean, my friend, would really appreciate the advice.
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Sep 27, 2014 @ 20:05:10
Soul of discretion here. I won’t implicate you in any way … um, whoever you are.
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