Bunny’s TMI

More than you ever wanted to know about what goes on in my life and my brain.

Biking Bliss & Advice Columns

This morning the ducks were all splishing and splashing taking morning baths. I stopped to watch two adorable tree squirrels spiral down around and around a tree trunk chasing each other. And a white heron had found something underwater to stand on and appeared to be magically floating an inch above the water.

I had a doctor’s appointment this morning, so I managed to drop off my rose at the office to enjoy this week. All last night Khalua was crying at the fridge because she saw me hide it in there.

Oh, and I was wondering yesterday where everyone was, the bike path was so empty. Duh! Rainy weather = people wimping out and taking the bus! Hehe.

I just remembered that there was this bit I wanted to share from one of the columns I read. The important part of the whole article:

“Sternberg proposes a triangular theory of love, in which love has three components: intimacy, passion and commitment. You bring some combination of the three together to make the kind of love you want – or don’t want.

Kinds of love:

Perfect – intimacy, passion and commitment
Shallow – passion and commitment
Companionate – intimacy and commitment
Romantic – intimacy and passion
Empty – commitment
Infatuated – passion
Liking – intimacy
Non-love – absence of all three

Before you profess one kind of love, look at how Sternberg defines the three components to see which ones you truly have:

Intimacy – psychological knowledge of each other (and connection based on that)
Passion – erotic attraction
Commitment – the decision that a person loves another person and the commitment to maintain that love. ”

And this came from Tora’s lady’s blog, and I agree! I think it applies to any romantic relationship. I haven’t read The Prophet in ages, it was really good though.

“I’ll just leave you with one of my favorite quotes about marriage. It’s by Kahlil Gibran and is from “The Prophet.” His words speak so very truly about being a complete, individual person. Don’t lose sight of the fact that you are a whole person in and of yourself! You have hobbies and interests and memories and a life outside of your husband, but you share and cherish each other, as two pillars of a temple stand strongly and independently to hold up the “roof” of marriage. To make your marriage stronger, make yourself stronger, and look for ways to strengthen your bonds.

On Marriage
Then Almitra spoke again and said, “And what of Marriage, master?”

And he answered saying:
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.

From Dert”

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Weekend Update

I forgot to post on Thursday that I got thanked for saying “Passing on the right.” while I was biking on the sidewalk by the office to get to the bike racks. I was surprised, but it was nice too.

Thursday night we went to dinner at Cattleman’s for TM’s going away (he left for China Friday).

We had Friday off for Veteran’s day, so I did a bunch of unpacking in the kitchen and some sweeping and vacuuming. Then HK and I went to see Stranger Than Fiction, which was better than I thought it would be. And I just really enjoyed watching the movie with him. Afterward we walked down to Little Prague for dinner since I’ve been meaning to try them for ages. We got to sit outside right by an open brick fireplace with a live band singing and playing for us. We split a salmon dish, which I actually really liked with the lemon cream sauce it came with. We also tried the chocolate fudge cake with raspberry filling. You can’t really taste the raspberry at all sadly.

It was basically just a fabulous date. :)

The next day I went to get my hair cut and funny enough both my stylist and I were thinking that next time we should do some color. I also swung by Meow’s and used his washer and dryer to get some laundry done and watched tv. I saw American Idol Rewind, a show on psychic kids, and Farscape. How’s that for diverse interests?

That night was the black & white ball “Masquerade in Monaco.” HK showed up at the door with a red rose which was such a sweet surprise. It made for a nice giddy start to the evening. The ball had great food (including desserts), great music, fabulous dancing to do and watch, a fun lesson, an awesome professional performance, wonderful company, classmates to see and new people to meet. We decided to do the pumpkin thing around midnight since my feet were finally really hurting. It was such a wonderfully romantic night. :)

Sunday was a bit of a lazy day together with HK, but we did get some of our chores done and then I made pasta to eat while we watched Laputa: Castle in the Sky, one of my favorite Miyazaki movies.

Oh, and I almost forgot, I’ve lost 2 more pounds! Yay!

And finally got Parallels running on my new work computer…. it’s soooooooooo much faster than VPC. Yay!

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Japanese/Anime Pandora & Z-Gallery

Pandora for Japanese & Anime music.

They stream J-pop and anime music, someone I work with just shared the link with me so I haven’t had a chance to check it out yet.

Nice stuff at Z-Gallery
Fur Throws Faux fur throw 1, throw 2, and throw 3. I love how soft and shiny they are.
wall sconce They have some of my black iron scroll stuff too (wall scone 1, wall scone 2).
Dishes Some lovely black dishes.
bed set And a gorgeous velvet and satin bed set I really want.

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Found entries

I found these pages of stuff written out when unpacking some more on Sunday.

On a scrap of paper:

“Motion helps sleep – sleeping in car? Did mom & dad do that?
More trouble with waking easily (mom)
More bad dreams (me)”

The answer to the first question is yes. Also explains why I love hammocks and rocking chairs.

This next one was a big one in a binder after talking to my therapist and just starting to read “The Highly Sensitive Person” probably about…. 2 years ago? A lot of it is really accurate, though there are some caveats now, I’ll put them in {}.

“What I’m looking for

Intelligence (conversation, respect for an equal)
Humor/Fun/Playful
Confidence (good self esteem)
Honesty, Trustworthy & Trusting
Communication
Positive (Happy/Optimistic)
Leader/Planner/Take charge – I can keep myself from being run over, don’t want and indecisive wimp – I might steamroll them
Romantic – willingness to be – it’s ok to get it from a book etc. as long as it happens – flowers, slow dancing, etc.
Very physically affectionate/cuddly (not directly tied to sex – just in general)
Is looking for marriage – understands that friendship is required to make that work & that you don’t have a lot of space {Not sure what I meant about space}
The same work/sleep schedule would be nice, if not must be willing to compromise {for time together and to not interfere with each other’s sleep}
Good Friends – reflects on him & his ability to have relationships
Must already be looking for marriage & family – not “someday” or “maybe” {as in ready to get married after finding the right person}
Must enjoy giving massages & receiving them
Strong is nice – I love being picked up and carried
likes the real me – short hair, little to no makeup
musically inclined – instrument or voice or both
good dancer
must be tolerant of the music I like
believes in self improvement – is ok with & has maybe been to therapy {as in, if we were to get married and ever have serious problems, willing to go to counseling}

Where I’m at -
I like the idea of marriage – 1 guy every day for the rest of my life – #1 best friend & #1 most important thing in my life

I believe friendship must come first or the physical & emotional connection will delay or hide the lack of a mental & spiritual connection.

I’m looking for respect, security, commitment – any man that respects me will be willing to wait & be patient, the right man should agree with the concept that the person you marry should be your best friend and that you need to go slow & develop the friendship.

I’m looking for someone emotionally available, but perhaps due to my empathy I’m {often} most attracted to those that hide/deny/bottle up their negative emotions – they feel happier/safer/calmer to me.

Theory on empathy – I’m a highly sensitive person – referring to the nervous system. Possibly I pick up on vocal, visual, olfactory & electrical cues that other don’t & I often can’t tell if I’m feeling someone else’s emotions. {I’m getting better about telling what is mine and what isn’t, but intense negative emotions from others are still very hard to be around – I know they aren’t mine but I still feel them}

Crowds overwhelm me – too many conflicting signals overwhelms my nervous system

Live performances – energize me, huge difference between live & taped, 1/2 infatuated with performers while the performance is going on – absorbing audience energy & actors projected energy

move too fast & easily confused not so much because I’m trying to please them to my own detriment but because I’m feeling their strong emotions & my weak ones – confusing.
do I want this or do I want it because they do?

Need to find someone who appropriately shares emotion – must share important stuff, but some things – like desire to move faster or farther shouldn’t be used to pressure me.

I want someone who is willing to ask permission for what they want so I can clarify what I’m ready for and what I like and want. I don’t like having to always push away or say stop or don’t.

I think I also want a guy to use as a focus/buffer so that I’m not overwhelmed as easily or as often – maybe the books will help me find a different/better way. {Well, it wasn’t fun, but after a year & a half of being single, I’ve figured out what I can handle when I only have myself as a buffer and what I have to do to take care of myself.}

What I need to make clear – I’m NOT having sex before marriage, I want to move very slowly – six months of friendship first – no jumping in – I fall in love too easily {and therefore get hurt easily} – I am very cuddly – hugs, holding hands, sitting/laying together, massage – but none of that means I’m ready for sexual stuff. Body language conflicts with my words, but I am NOT most girls – so deal with it or leave me alone.”

This was based on a conversation with a friend.

“Why do I need to give so much?

To be liked.

Why do I need to be liked?

Because I don’t like/value myself

What do I value?
Why am I the way I am?

Don’t trust Dr. – don’t want to be judged – judging myself?”

I’ve been working on respecting myself – which involves demanding to be treated with respect as well. And so far it’s seemed that respect & value go hand in hand for me.

More stuff:

“Mom complained about me hanging on her arm – I took that as what I want physically, others don’t want to give or don’t enjoy giving. I used to feel that to get what I want, I had to give/do what I didn’t want to because I was making them do what they didn’t want to.

Sometime during my earlier sexual relations I figured out that doing what I didn’t want to or was uncomfortable doing was not a good idea or something I had to do.

However, I still see someone else doing what I want as something they do for me, not as something they want to do. Also, I’m open about what I like & want, but I don’t like asking for it when I want it or having to mention it repeatedly – if I have to do that I feel like I am forcing the person to do a chore – something they don’t want to do, and then I can’t enjoy it.

I am an adult. I am only responsible for myself. I don’t not do what I don’t want to. – I should be willing to believe that others are the same way. I shouldn’t be so worried about using people {on accident}.

In junior high through junior college I saw women consciously using men for money, gifts, attention, etc. It seemed disgusting and wrong to me – like they were selling themselves.

I also let myself be used during high school because I had extremely low or no self esteem. So I know how bad being used felt.

I am now terrified of accidentally or unconsciously using people. But everyone does this to some extent, there is a natural give & take in relationships, which should be balanced.

I would never consciously use someone, so why am I so worried? Why do I feel so guilty? Because I feel like I am selfish and could easily use someone without meaning to. Also I do not value myself so when what they get in return is me, my attention or affection, I do not feel like there is an equal exchange going on. So I feel guilty. {The respect/value thing has helped this, and also being more open so that there is less risk for hidden agendas.}

I was constantly insulted, used, hurt by my so called friends in elementary school. Even when they made me cry daily, mom never told me they were not my friends. I decided that letting someone know that they had upset or hurt me would make them happy that they had achieved their goals so I learned to repress negative emotions & especially never to cry in front of people.

Anger is a reaction to hurt, so it’s probably ok that my anger turns to hurt almost instantly but I need to learn to acknowledge, accept & express those emotions. {I’ve been practicing letting people know about my emotions good and bad and have had good results which has been encouraging.}

I don’t like yelling or getting angry at people I care about or even seeing others get yelled at because I remember how bad I felt when dad yelled at me. I felt unloved and rejected – which is what he was trying to do – push us away so we wouldn’t find out about the drugs, to protect us from himself and because he felt unworthy.

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New Template!

So I changed my template (well, the style sheet)! It still needs some fixes to make it flexible but other than that I like it. I might throw in some pink hovers though. ;)

I got dragged to the new faculty reception at 5 last night, but they had some great fresh fruit, and I almost resisted the bread, but they had dipping oil too. And dessert was baklava. So I got paid to eat yummy food! I started working on my blog template to kill time until dance class and ended up getting so caught up I was late! I think we were doing tango though, so even that was kinda good. And we started west coast swing! Yippee! I just need to practice the syncopation steps. And I’m getting used to my new dance shoes, so we’ll see how they do tonight at the Grad.

HK was there too, so I got to dance with him some, and he showed me his office afterwards.

AND!

He asked me out on an official date for Friday! *swoon* Making it an official date soooo ups the romance factor of dinner and a movie. I don’t remember the last time I was actually asked on a date rather than just hanging out. Hanging out isn’t a big deal…. going on a date is something to think about and anticipate. I’m already figuring out what I’m going to wear and everything. Which reminds me, I need to check imdb.com and figure out what movie I want to see.

Oh, and I need a new shower curtain, the one I have now blocks the light and makes the shower a bit gloomy. I love that the water heater is right next to my bathroom though, the shower gets hot right away. I need a plug for the tub too for bubble baths!

And I just saw these lego magnets! I’d have fun throwing these on the fridge and then building on top of them with regular legos.

lego magnets

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Faith Quote

I found this going through the stickies on my computer:

When you have come to all the light you know, and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: there will be something solid to stand on or you will be taught how to fly.

No clue who said it, but I like it.

I have these across the top of my monitor:

As novices, we think we’re entirely responsible for the way people treat us. I have long since learned that we are responsible only for the way we treat people. – Rose Lane

It is only possible to live happily ever after on a day to day basis. – Margaret Bonnano

It is never too late to be what you might have been. – George Eliot

It’s not what you do once in awhile, it’s what you do day in and day out that makes the difference. – Jenny Craig

Worry is a misuse of the imagination. – Audrey Woodhall

If you really want to be happy, nobody can stop you. – Sister Mary Tricky

Reality is something you rise above. – Liza Minnelli

Strive for excellence, not for perfection. – From one of those holiday popper/cracker things.

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AIM conversation (aka insight into my though proccesses)

This was about 2 years ago almost I think. Some of the ways I think still hold true, I’m just sooooo glad that I found a way to get out of that dark place I was in.

Friend: so any big plans tonight?
Me: no
Me: attempting to make myself eat the strawberries I bought before they go bad, and getting to sleep at a decent hour
Me: not crying
Me: those are my goals for tonight
Friend: hmm, those are some pretty lofty goals, especielly that eating part, who really does that now a days, eating…
Me: yeah, very overrated
Me: I should stop by walgreens on the way home and get more slimfast
Friend: Im going to DC tomorrow, I went there and did all the tourist things about 2 years ago, but just going to hang out cause it is so close
Me: that sounds fun
Friend: yea more importantly hopefully I see some hot women, thats pretty much my only goal in life right now, well to finish school and find a chick
Me: lol
Me: shouldn’t be hard to do that, lots of girls in school and you’re plenty cute
Friend: yea, but the quality of most women at Sac state isnt what I would call, hmm good
Friend: lots of stupid chicks, chicks with kids, scary stuff
Me: you got lots of time too
Friend: yep, almost been a year with no sexual activity though, kinda getting to me
Me: ah, the testosterone issue
Me: poor guy
Me: having standards can really suck sometimes, huh?
Friend: tell me about it, sometimes I wish I didnt,
Friend: but its for the best, in the long run
Me: yeah, that’s what I try to tell myself
Me: sometimes it even works
Me: just not recently
Friend: hmm yea :-(
Me: like the other day, I found a $20 on the floor behind the register at Trader Joe’s, and I gave it to a cashier, not cause I’m a good person, but just to avoid the guilt I’d feel if I kept it
Me: if I didn’t have my dang morals I could have kept it and used it to help pay bills or whatever
Me: and I didn’t feel good about giving it back, I just was trying to avoid feeling worse
Friend: well you should feel good about giving it back
Friend: it wasnt yours, and you turned it on, that is the right thing to do
Me: *shrug*
Me: I maybe did for about 5 seconds
Friend: well it was the right thing to do, sometimes the right thing doesnt give you the satisfaction as doing the wrong thing in the short term
Friend: hey I could go out and be a huge whore, it would feel good for the short term, but I would be a huge whore
Me: yeah, sometimes it feels like a lose/lose proposition – feel bad in the short term or feel bad in the long term
Me: and I try to go for the short term choice, but it really doesn’t help how I feel now
Friend: boo, never go for the short term
Friend: only do that when your old
Friend: its all about the long term decisions
Me: no, I mean the short term unhappy – as in giving the money back
Me: I know it’s about the long term decisions, and I try to stick to that
Me: I’m mostly successful
Me: but being a good person isn’t turning out to equal being a happy person
Friend: which would you rather be?
Friend: a good person with some happiness
Friend: or a bad person with a lot of happy
Me: bad with a lot of happy, but that isn’t a choice I can make, if I was bad I wouldn’t be happy either
Me: I’m not like those people who are just totally unaware of how bad they are and can just do what they want and enjoy it
Friend: good, cause those people are what we call assholes ;-)
Me: I’d rather be a happy asshole than a good person feeling like I do now
Me: god, I even feel bad about making people worry about me, it makes me want to hide things even more
Friend: hiding things is bad
Friend: and if people want to worry about you
Friend: who are you to tell them what to do? :P
Me: heh, I guess :-)
Me: but at least I can sort of function when I hide things
Me: not like bills stop coming or I can stop working just cause I’m unhappy
Me: world doesn’t stop just cause I can’t cope
Me: convincing myself that I’m ok is the only way I seem to be able to keep going
Me: can’t admit things to others cause that requires admitting it to myself first – which leads to a lack of functioning
Friend: you can still function when you admit things to yourself
Friend: it is the step to solving the problem that you are afraid to admit
Me: maybe
Me: I don’t know
Friend: have you ever tried?
Me: usually the solution is accepting reality and moving on/dealing with it
Friend: there is dealing with it when it is a problem that can not be solved
Friend: which I have not found one yet
Friend: there are always ways to make the problem either smaller or make it go away completly
Me: basically I’m at the point that to make things better they’ll have to get worse first, and I just don’t know how to survive that as I’m barely hanging in as is
Me: yes moving to Davis will/would help
Me: but renting out my place, finding a place in Davis, and packing everything to move is just beyond me right now
Friend: do you think things will get better at the place you are staying at?
Me: no
Me: I don’t think they’ll agree to let me telecommute or drastically change my hours – I’ve asked, and they don’t want to, basically “looking into it” to keep me “happy”
Me: finding a new job would be as or more stressful than moving
Friend: but you have to ask yourself, is it just the job and commuting that is making you feel that way?
Me: it is a year or two of trying to do to much
Friend: cause your social life seems to be going pretty well, got a guy who is sorta pursuing you, and a couple good friends
Me: on the surface things look great in my life
Me: but basically I’ve been short-changing myself on sleep for a year or so
Me: and I just can’t handle it anymore
Me: I could cut out my social life, but then I’d be lonely/unhappy
Me: I’m one of those people who just CANNOT do 45-50 hour weeks long term, which is basically what I’ve been trying to force myself to do
Me: and it’s finally catching up to me
Me: at least when I was in school I could cut back on work cause I could depend on financial aid and my parents
Friend: yea, you just need more relaxing time after work, you need a boyfriend
Me: maybe if they put my on drugs it will help enough that I can deal with moving or something
Me: but I don’t know when/if that will happen
Me: see, there’s that moral problem again, dating a guy just to cope with life counts as “wrong” in my book
Me: I’m even less likely to date now cause I wouldn’t want to use someone or inflict myself on them
Me: see, overactive morals really suck
Me: basically I can’t win
Me: even had a bad dream about that this morning
Friend: oh yea, but why do people date then? the point of a relationship is to find someone who can help you share the burdons of your problems
Me: yeah, but usually you develop a relationship because you enjoy each other and care about each other, and then yes, you support each other too, but not really something to base a relationship on or a good way to start things off
Me: needs to be some strength in the relationship before it can survive & handle that kind of strain
Friend: would be a good way to test the waters, you know if someone sticks with you during a hard time like that, then your good
Me: yeah, but why would they want to be with an unhappy supremely stressed out person? If they don’t know you when you’ve been happy, they have no way of knowing that things might get better
Me: I wouldn’t want to date someone negative and unhappy that was constantly pulling me down
Me: I’ve been trying to develop healthy friendships with happy
people that don’t bring drama into their lives… and yet I’m not that kind of person yet myself
Friend: thats part of having a friendship
Friend: or any relationship at all
Friend: its full of drama
Me: I can’t agree or deny, this whole friendship thing still confuses the heck out of me
Friend: well I will agree with myself then
Me: I just don’t know what a real friendship should look like, I don’t know that I’ve ever had the kind of friendship I’ve imagined
Me: with actual give and take
Me: always seems to be one or the other
Friend: well they cant always be even with the giving and taking
Friend: usually one is a little higher then the other
Friend: its just the way it is
Me: a little is one thing
Me: but the people who open up and ask me for help/support are no good at doing so in return
Me: and the people I can/do open up to/lean on don’t ever do that in return – well, sometimes I can drag stuff out of them, but that isn’t the same
Me: so then I just start pulling away cause it feels totally unfair/unbalanced
Me: and unhealthy
Friend: you start pulling away because someone helps you too much?
Friend: unless they tell you they want something in return, then they are just trying to help you in the same ways they can
Friend: thats something about being a good friend
Friend: never expect something in return
Me: I don’t know… I just feel weird opening up to people who don’t open up in return
Me: maybe it’s a control thing, feeling like I’m giving them all this power over me, but they’re not reciprocating
Me: and it even gets down to little things like me almost always being the one to initiate contact, etc.
Me: that just doesn’t seem right, I shouldn’t be doing all the giving or all the taking
Friend: yes you shouldnt be doing all of it
Friend: but if most of your friends are guys
Friend: you have to remember we are extremely daft
Friend: if you want us to do something
Friend: your going to have to ask, its if we learn
Me: I guess I just want to be needed in return, I feel like I need my friends and their support and help so much, but they don’t need me at all
Me: so I just start to feel like a burden
Friend: I am sure they need you too, you just dont even realize it
Friend: you just might not be aware that you are giving them something, even just someone to talk with, such like that
Me: I guess, I don’t know
Friend: what I speak is wisdom, ageless wisdom, wisdom without age
Me: *laughing through my tears*
Me: thanks :-)
Friend: do they allow crying at work? might get fired over that
Me: I’m not sure if you’re helping or not, you keep making me cry
Friend: tell them your eyes are broken
Me: I have my own office :-)
Me: easy to hide
Friend: you do?
Friend: with a door
Me: just gotta blink a lot so I can see the screen
Friend: ?
Me: yup
Friend: very cool
Friend: big fan of doors
Me: which is just barely propped open
Me: and I can duck behind my 22″ monitor and wipe my face if I gotta if someone comes in
Me: and I can probably blame the red eyes & nose on allergies
Friend: I would go with the broken eyes thing
Friend: works every time
Friend: hmm now to think of other ways to make you cry, I shall take all your tears, so you wont be able to cry later tonight, wohahahaha
Me: for now at least
Me: no guarantees about later (later being anytime after the next 5 minutes or so)
Friend: hmm alright, where were we
Friend: so is that how most of your relationships with the nice guys end, well friendships at least
Friend: you think you are leaning on them too much
Friend: without them needeing anything from you?
Me: no, mostly they just move away and then never or almost never call or write
Me: so unless I make an effort to keep in touch, they just disappear
Me: RM is pretty good about emailing, but he’s in the Army so I pretty much never get to see him
Me: BK moved back to so cal and I only every talk to him when I call to wish him happy birthday basically
Me: DN calls’ once or twice a year – he’s busy with medical school
Me: and I sometimes get to seem him when/if he comes home for Christmas
Me: finally got in touch with CD again after losing touch for 2-3 years, but unless I instant message him we don’t talk – busy with his girlfriend and being in the air force
Me: sometimes I get to see him when he comes back for Christmas
Me: Meow is the only one still here, and he’s busy with other friends a lot
Me: and he was never very good at comforting
Friend: ok, stay away from me the military guys
Friend: they move away too much
Me: advice he can do, but validating and comforting, not so much
Me: EA just moved to so cal for vet school
Me: and doesn’t call, although she sometimes messages me, but mostly I have to call or email or message her if I want to talk to her
Me: LB I don’t trust at all as far as having a deeper/closer relationship
Me: and everyone else is too new
Friend: hmm that is a problem
Friend: should just take a risk with some of the new people see if they are dependable
Friend: if you think they are worthy
Friend: good friends are always something good to have
Friend: I got 3 calls from my friends on my birthday couple days ago, even though they knew I was here, just to say hi, brought a small tear to my eye
Me: oh they are, like you and AP & MM… but again with the, if I don’t call, or email, or message, I pretty much don’t hear from them
Friend: ok so you have had some not so good friends
Friend: dont worry about most of them, if they dont want to talk with you, then they are not worth your time
Me: see, that’s the problem, meeting people? I can do that, meeting someone who enjoys spending time with me enough to fricking call or email or message me? not so much
Me: which doesn’t help with self esteem at all
Me: telling me I can call anytime does crap
Me: calling cause they know I’m having a hard time would really mean something
Me: but it just doesn’t happen
Friend: I sense rage and hostility
Me: I just can’t keep on and keep on asking for help when it isn’t offered, I start feeling like people are just putting up with me to be polite
Me: and I’d rather be friendless than have a bunch of “friends” who aren’t.
Me: maybe, rage against being hurt over and over and over again, and having my hopes repeatedly dashed
Me: rage against the people who treated me so badly growing up that I never learned how to have or be a real friend
Me: and I really thought I was starting to do better, I was meeting nice & interesting people, but I don’t have enough strong friendships yet to deal this
Friend: hmm yea, about the whole helping thing
Friend: this day and age
Friend: some women go crazy if you ask them if they need help
Friend: femni nazis I call them
Friend: so sometimes you have to nudge the guy a little to make him wake up and help
Me: I hate them, they’re screwed things up for the rest of us
Friend: its the way its been, its the way it will always be
Me: used to be men could give compliments and hold doors without being accused of being sexist
Me: or sexually harassing
Me: and yes some of the stuff is good, but we lost a lot of the good in the process of getting rid of the bad
Friend: and all so you could vote
Friend: was it worth it?
Me: naw, things don’t seem to be going any better
Me: and I hate politics
Me: I don’t want to waste all that time trying to figure out what to do or what is best and then voting
Me: I’m terrible, I’d love to be the proverbial barefoot wife kept at home
Me: although pregnancy does scare me
Me: but I do want kids and would love to be a mom
Friend: thats cause you dont have big ol childbaring hips
Friend: should scare you
Me: yeah, basically – the pain and the health problems are really all I worry about
Me: even the pain I could accept, it is more the lasting health issues that can happen that scare me
Me: that and I really do like the idea of adopting and giving a child a loving home they might not otherwise have
Friend: hmm well technology has made that go down a lot
Friend: I find adaption is a great way for people who cant have kids to have one
Me: a lot doesn’t equal completely, and I’m a big scaredy cat, I don’t like risk
Friend: but if you can do it so the kid is yours, ie through the miracle of sex, the better
Me: yeah, the whole creating a person that is part you and part someone you love more than anyone does sound wonderful
Me: but there are a lot of kids out there who need & deserve homes that don’t get them cause people want to adopt babies, not little kids
Me: why should they have a hard life just cause their parents fubar’ed?
Me: I really think I’d like to do both if I found the right person, have one child and adopt 1 or more
Friend: they arent your responsibility
Friend: you need to make yourself happy first
Friend: and your natural kids
Friend: and its not your fault their parents messed up

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Why touchy feely is good.

Digging through old saved emails I found this one:

Touch Deprivation

Herewith a link to article related to the necessity of touch for health and development.

‘In short, Prescott found that those societies that lavish affectionate touch on their infants and children, and also are tolerant or encouraging of adolescent sexual/affectional behaviors were the least violent societies on Earth; with the converse also being true.’

‘That is, the quality of our relationships throughout our lives is massively effected by the quality of our attachments in infancy and early childhood. And, specific aspects of the communication and touch relationship between child and primary caretakers primarily influence the quality of these early attachments.’

‘It has been discovered that pleasurable touch is associated with enhanced learning, improved IQ, language acquisition, reading achievement, memory, general neonate development, preterm infant development, reduced self-mutilating behavior in the severely mentally
retarded, expanded external awareness of autistic patients, improved geriatric health,
decreased childhood clinginess and fears of exploring their environment, the elimination inappropriate self-stimulation and public masturbation behavior in children, and improved visual-spatial problem solving…’

‘In its most rigid and fundamentalist form, the Judeo-Christian philosophy is staunchly anti-touch, anti-body, anti-pleasure, and anti-sexual. To our not so distant ancestors the formula “Touch=Sex=Sin” was a bromide to live by.’

‘One of the outcomes of prolonged touch deprivation and the resulting neurological deterioration, is a hypersensitivity to touch.’

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Ehlers Danlos Syndrome

Which I probably have from my dad’s side of the family. It explains why I’m double jointed, have weak gums, and bruise easily.

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Random Info

Random stuff I inflificted on my boyfriend the other day (he even read it! <3) so now it’s your turn!

The finger ratio stuffs we were talking about.

scienceblog.com, sciencedaily.com, marginalrevolution.com, scienceblog.com 2, www.newscientist.com
Excerpts:

“Dr. Peter Hurd initially thought the idea was “a pile of hooey,” but he changed his mind when he saw the data. Hurd and his graduate student Allison Bailey have shown that a man’s index finger length relative to ring finger length can predict how inclined that man is to be physically aggressive. Women do not show a similar effect.

A psychologist at the University of Alberta, Hurd said that it has been known for more than a century that the length of the index finger relative to the ring finger differs between men and women. More recently, researchers have found a direct correlation between finger lengths and the amount of testosterone that a fetus is exposed to in the womb. The shorter the index finger relative to the ring finger, the higher the amount of prenatal testosterone, and–as Hurd and Bailey have now shown–the more likely he will be physically aggressive throughout his life.”


“Finger Length Ratio May Predict Women’s Sporting Prowess”

The difference between the lengths of a woman’s index and ring fingers may indicate her sporting prowess, suggests research published ahead of print in the British Journal of Sports Medicine.

The finding supports other research indicating a possible link between this ratio and fertility, vulnerability to serious disease, intellectual ability, certain personality traits, and musical talent.

The association with finger ratio was highest for running, soccer, and tennis. The highest achievement in any sport was strongly linked to a low second to fourth finger ratio. Running ability was particularly associated with a low (male pattern) ratio.”


“Are the economic girlie men in the hard sciences?”

Levels of hormone exposure in the womb helps determine which academic discipline researchers work in, a new study suggests. Perhaps surprisingly, a “female” pattern of exposure was common in scientists, while a “male” pattern dominated in the social sciences.In the general population, men have a “digit ratio” of 0.98 on average – the index finger being slightly shorter than the ring finger. Women have a digit ratio of 1.0 on average, meaning the two fingers are the same length.

However the 107 male and female academics surveyed at Bath University, UK, had very similar ratios – 0.987 for men and 0.984 for women. This suggests the two groups were exposed to the same levels of oestrogen and testosterone in the womb.

Hormone levels also appear to predict which discipline researchers work in. Staff in the departments of chemistry, computer science, mathematics and physics all had average ratios of over 0.995 – close to the female average – despite 81% of those subjects being male.

In contrast, the staff of the social science departments of economics, education, management, social and policy sciences had an average ratio below 0.98, the male average, despite only 66% of this sample being male.”


Oh, and I googled the shy = aloof thing, I didn’t dig much, but this was a good snippet:

He rarely initiates conversation because he either
fears that no one will talk to him, or worse, people
will stare at him like he’s suddenly sprouted
antennae. Women and crowds tend to terrify him because
he doesn’t know how to interact socially. This can
make him unpopular, either because he appears “aloof”
or because he intimidates people with his high IQ.


Fact of the day! I’m an INFP/INFJ. :)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MBTI
I have a zillion links and stuff on this in my email that I found when cleaning out my mailboxes some.

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