random silliness, or ...

I'm not entirely sure why I started this blog. I already have one somewhere else that I barely use. In fact, I may just shut it down and blog here instead. Yes, I think I will do that.

Hmmm. Random silliness. It seems I'm surrounded by it. Maybe random silliness isn't the right term to use here. Maybe it should be called "people-isms". Whoa, I like that one. People-isms.

I've noticed that there are a number of people in my life who have some very strange people-isms. Like the one who never returns my phone calls, or the one who assumes my intentions are not entirely honorable. Or the one who clings to me worse than Saran Wrap. Scary indeed. I've come to the conclusion that people act this way because it's comfortable for them; it's part of a routine they've become accustomed to. For them to change this routine would put them outside their element, something that they just can't allow to happen.

I don't have a problem with any of this, of course. Where it becomes frustrating is, as a single male, you date and date and date until you are blue in the face, and no matter what, the end game is the same. Boy meets girl, boy likes girl, sometimes girl likes boy, and, well you know how the rest of the story goes. However, sometimes the cart falls off its wheels and things get strange right around the boy likes girl stage. Feelings aren't necessarily reciprocated and things get awkward.

Awkward. That seems to be the story of my life. Or maybe just the last 7 months of my life. Or maybe the last 7 months have found me starting to see the people-isms of those around me.