My dad has a punching bag in the basement. That's rather neat to have, for whenever you get mad or frustrated, or for when you just want to practice punching and kicking something other than the insubstantial air. He's got a dog that, whereas ours is like a cat, his is like a horse. He's gotten into wine-making. He still occasionally says things which make me cringe a bit at the rudeness, like in the grocery store, after having bumped into one of his wife's friends and having chatted with her for a while, later telling me (while still in the store, where other people might hear!), that usually when he sees her, he ducks into the nearest aisle to avoid her.
He and his wife remind me of my grandparents.
His wife's 3-year-old grandson was over at their house today... Funny and strange, how people act and speak towards a 3-yr-old... he's the center of attention, lavished with exaggerated praise and affection... but he was shy towards me, and wouldn't tell me hello, in spite of repeated coaxing by the other adults. And that in turn made me uncomfortable and shy towards him, although I had initially greeted him... And at that point, I would have had as hard a time saying anything to him, even with other people coaxing me, as he was having. Argh. Shy and afraid of a 3-yr-old...
Old Sturbridge Village was full of noisy energetic schoolkids. I wanted to be able to stand back and observe them... to observe how young humans interact... and just observe them in general. I've spent my whole life paying attention to other things, instead of people. At the airport too, the people looked interesting, and I felt like watching them. But it makes me uncomfortable to give the impression that I'm staring at strangers, so I try not to keep my gaze on anyone for more than a moment or two.
My dad has a sexuality textbook, amongst other books on his bookshelf. He's had it a long time; I think it was there already when I was in highschool, but it never interested me then. Today I saw it, and this time it interested me, so I took it down and skimmed through it. The couple of paragraphs it had on SM seemed totally misleading. But it did show how to use a condom... and some other useful things. Tubal ligation sounds so much better than any of the other methods of birth control. Much more effective, permanent, and fewer, if any, side effects. I've got to look into that. It's my body, why shouldn't I be able to get it done?
He and his wife remind me of my grandparents.
His wife's 3-year-old grandson was over at their house today... Funny and strange, how people act and speak towards a 3-yr-old... he's the center of attention, lavished with exaggerated praise and affection... but he was shy towards me, and wouldn't tell me hello, in spite of repeated coaxing by the other adults. And that in turn made me uncomfortable and shy towards him, although I had initially greeted him... And at that point, I would have had as hard a time saying anything to him, even with other people coaxing me, as he was having. Argh. Shy and afraid of a 3-yr-old...
Old Sturbridge Village was full of noisy energetic schoolkids. I wanted to be able to stand back and observe them... to observe how young humans interact... and just observe them in general. I've spent my whole life paying attention to other things, instead of people. At the airport too, the people looked interesting, and I felt like watching them. But it makes me uncomfortable to give the impression that I'm staring at strangers, so I try not to keep my gaze on anyone for more than a moment or two.
My dad has a sexuality textbook, amongst other books on his bookshelf. He's had it a long time; I think it was there already when I was in highschool, but it never interested me then. Today I saw it, and this time it interested me, so I took it down and skimmed through it. The couple of paragraphs it had on SM seemed totally misleading. But it did show how to use a condom... and some other useful things. Tubal ligation sounds so much better than any of the other methods of birth control. Much more effective, permanent, and fewer, if any, side effects. I've got to look into that. It's my body, why shouldn't I be able to get it done?