Brain Tricks
Aug. 13th, 2013 04:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
batskeetsApparently, the clacking sound of people folding up their tent poles in the early morning causes me to dream about eating things with chopsticks. Not that getting me to dream of food is exactly a stretch. ;)
If the mention of tents wasn't a clue, I just returned yesterday from an overnight camping stay Walla Walla, because a college acquaintance got married. He and I had a couple of classes together back in college, but he was actually for-reals-friends with Joe, so we were both invited. I suspect I wouldn't have been invited if I weren't dating Joe, though, so I was definitely a tertiary character, rather than a top-billed or even a supporting cast member.
So, there were some of Joe's friends, and some people we didn't know. But, pretty much all of them were people I didn't know well, or at all. Those are circumstances that are fine when I'm in the mood for them, but when I'm not? Guuuhhhh. I have to very consciously be in the mood to engage with people I don't know, and my brain just wasn't up for that. Well, not until a couple of drinks in, anyway.
I'm also really coming to dislike the "goodbye hug" ritual. There are the people I hug because I WANT to, because they're my friends and I love them as people. And, on the other end, there are the people whom I "have" to hug, because everyone else in the vicinity knows each other and are hugging, and there's suddenly some weird obligation to hug me, too, just because I happen to be standing there. I don't like doing affectionate things like hugging, or saying I Love You out of obligation.
Not even joking: I got goodbye-hugged by somebody whose name I didn't know, and whom I'm pretty sure didn't say even one sentence directly to me over the course of our stay. RIDICULOUS.
Anyhoo, you know those vacations that don't really feel like a vacation? This was one of those. I'm very tired. But hey, lots of free wine.
P.S. if you're reading this, I'm quite certain you're not in the Obligation Hugger category. So, if you're wondering, you can stop. ;)
If the mention of tents wasn't a clue, I just returned yesterday from an overnight camping stay Walla Walla, because a college acquaintance got married. He and I had a couple of classes together back in college, but he was actually for-reals-friends with Joe, so we were both invited. I suspect I wouldn't have been invited if I weren't dating Joe, though, so I was definitely a tertiary character, rather than a top-billed or even a supporting cast member.
So, there were some of Joe's friends, and some people we didn't know. But, pretty much all of them were people I didn't know well, or at all. Those are circumstances that are fine when I'm in the mood for them, but when I'm not? Guuuhhhh. I have to very consciously be in the mood to engage with people I don't know, and my brain just wasn't up for that. Well, not until a couple of drinks in, anyway.
I'm also really coming to dislike the "goodbye hug" ritual. There are the people I hug because I WANT to, because they're my friends and I love them as people. And, on the other end, there are the people whom I "have" to hug, because everyone else in the vicinity knows each other and are hugging, and there's suddenly some weird obligation to hug me, too, just because I happen to be standing there. I don't like doing affectionate things like hugging, or saying I Love You out of obligation.
Not even joking: I got goodbye-hugged by somebody whose name I didn't know, and whom I'm pretty sure didn't say even one sentence directly to me over the course of our stay. RIDICULOUS.
Anyhoo, you know those vacations that don't really feel like a vacation? This was one of those. I'm very tired. But hey, lots of free wine.
P.S. if you're reading this, I'm quite certain you're not in the Obligation Hugger category. So, if you're wondering, you can stop. ;)
