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19 January 2002 (Saturday): minidrama

Those fifty questions are long, dude. I may want to redesign this thing so it links to past entries. And maybe I'll use frames. Hmm.

I'm getting sucked into this blog thing even faster than I suspected I would. Dangerous. I wasted the whole day at work yesterday, and I'm gonna have to go in tomorrow to make up for it. Hence (in part) the nagging worry over there. I like talking about myself way too much for my own comfort.

This journal has already gotten me in trouble, too. Soren reads it, and was upset by the "history lesson" entry. Not because he's jealous, but because I'd seemed distracted earlier that day, and had said "oh, nothing" when he'd asked me if there was something on my mind. Thought it was rather underhanded of me to dodge the question in person, only to reply later in a public journal. Actually, I'd been preoccupied with something completely different (traffic jams, if you want to know), and had decided to write about Zach mostly because I thought it'd be an interesting topic for people to read. Juicy gossip, if you will. Which is maybe what this is, come to think of it...

Even with the veil of anonymity, I guess privacy may become an issue pretty quickly with this thing. I'll have to navigate it as I go.

At any rate, we talked through it and cleared up all the misunderstandings. Whew. It was a good talk. Analyzing one another's behavior and emotional patterns. I need to stop getting so scared when people get angry with me. I don't always feel it immediately, or show it outwardly, but the delayed reaction sometimes runs deep and does a lot of damage. Fortunately it got cut short this time, probably because Soren was calm and cool when he brought up the subject, and spent a lot of time reassuring me afterwards. We'll have to see how I handle it when we have our first shouting match or something.

posted by enjelani @ 08:00 PM PST

Replies: 1 comment

Oi, one thing that always caused trepidation (am I making up spelling and words here??) with me and my ex was that we didn't fight.

I kept waiting and waiting for it to happen, but it never really did. We were both too damn agreeable :)

Sometimes it makes me think, maybe some couples just don't fight. Everyone says every couple fights, and most probably do, but every once in awhile, maybe there's a few who don't.

Who knows :)

posted by syndromes @ 04 07 2002 09:53 PM PST