In one morning, four men have gladly held the door for me and another man actually called me “Mademoiselle.” Living in the South has it’s bonuses.
Archive for September, 2002
i love being a woman.
Friday, September 20th, 2002friday five.
Friday, September 20th, 20021. Would you say that you’re good at keeping in touch with people?
I would have to say “no” as far as corresponding by snail mail. I will send the occasional “thinking about you” card and I’ll even mail a postcard a few times but my letters will eventually drift off. What is so strange is that I absolutely love to write letters. There is a 6 page letter to Charity in my notebook that I add to daily but she probably won’t get it for two months.
As far as email goes…yes, I think that I do keep in touch well. If I receive a long heart-felt email today I might not reply until two days later…but I like time to form my thoughts. Perhaps I should immediately send off a reply. Hm.
The issue for me is whether the person I am trying to keep in touch with is doing their part. There are several friends I have right now that I am about ready to give up on. I don’t mean forget them completely…but I have gone out of my way to call/email/chat and it seems to be very one-sided. That is annoying.
2. Which communication method do you usually prefer/use: e-mail, telephone, snail mail, blog comments, or meeting in person? Why?
Email is perfectly fine. Writing forces one to think and so often IM’s are merely “a/s/l?” “how r u?” “what’s up?”…and those are somewhat irritating.
I’ve already discussed how I enjoy snail mail. However, until I learn to be timelier with them I will rely on emails.
Talking on the phone is very enjoyable for me. But, if I talk with someone I want to actually discuss something and not just hang on the phone and listen to a numbing silence.
Blog comments? What’s there to say? I like commenting on other’s blogs and of course I love it when someone comments on mine.
Talking with someone face-to-face is paramount. You can only assume and ponder what someone means when you IM with them or even talk on the phone. In person, you can read body language and look in their eyes. Eyes tell an incredible amount.
3. Do you have an instant messenger program? How many? Why/why not? How often do you use it?
Yes, I have an instant messenger program. I have ICQ, AIM, Yahoo, and MSN. Obviously I have them so I can chat. And, since I am online a good portion of my evenings then I am normally chatting with at least one or two people. Sometimes six.
4. Do most of your close friends live nearby or far away?
Hmm. I have loads of acquaintances that live nearby…and many friends. Yet, my online friendships are growing.
5. Are you an “out of sight, out of mind” person, or do you believe that “distance makes the heart grow fonder”?
I personally dislike distance between friends. It can be such a strain on a friendship. For example, one of my friends is away at college. Before she left we were exceptionally close. We shared practically anything and everything concerning spirituality, men, and life in general. However, she is away now and any attempt I make to keep in contact is not taken. Distance has changed lots between us.
As far as distance with relationships go…that is very unpleasant. I wouldn’t say that it is impossible but it isn’t common. I’m definitely not an “out of sight, out of mind” type person. That is shallow and selfish.
recollections.
Thursday, September 19th, 2002It’s been quite sometime since I have talked with Scott. We ran into each other yesterday and reminisced about old times. He and Heather have a little cottage downtown. She is teaching PE at a local school and he is preparing to graduate with an accounting degree in December.
trip your tongue.
Thursday, September 19th, 2002Try saying “Sponge Bob Square Pants Cheese Nips” three times fast. The kids in my mom’s class were teasing her today as she passed out the cheese nips.
the loneliness of the fast food eater.
Thursday, September 19th, 2002Mealtimes are our oldest rituals. The companionable effects of eating together help to make us human. The little links which bind households together are forged at the table. The stability of our homes probably depends more on regular mealtimes than on sexual fidelity or filial piety. Now it is in danger. Food is being desocialised. The demise of mealtimes means unstructured days and undisciplined appetites….A return to the table is inevitable because, as Carlyle once said, “the soul is a kind of stomach, and spiritual communion an eating together”….The discreetly lit table is our favorite romantic rendezvous. At state banquets, diplomatic alliances are forged. Deals are done at business lunches. Family reunions still take place at mealtimes. Home is a place which smells of cooking.