Boy, do I have some Tales to Tell...
Monday, March 03, 2008
 
Some thing's going on with me. I'm not sure what. But something is going on. I am becoming extremely anti-social. I would rather do things in groups of four or less. Or just not do anything at all. I have no issues not being around people. This is weird to me. Some thing's going on. And, I'm not sure why.

The weekend before last, I was supposed to go to dinner and a show with friends. I got sick. Truthfully, even though I was sick, I would have rather skipped the dinner and the show. I was just not into it. The weekend before that, I was supposed to meet up with him. It was planned but I ended up canceling. I was just not feeling up to it. I love love love hanging out with him and I was a bit sad but I was just not feeling up to it. God, I hope this is not psychosomatic.

This past weekend, I cooked dinner for my in-laws and a bunch of friends. Ten to be exact. It was nice having them over. I'm glad they left early, though. I always enjoy cooking dinner for friends. But, this past weekend, I was glad to see them go home. I did spend the next morning with Mike, my sister, and Janice. We had fun. I like that small group. I probably would have been disinterested if there was one more person. No. I know I would have.

So, what is it with me? Why am I so antisocial? This coming Friday, Mike and I are taking my sister and Janice out for their birthdays. I told Mike that I didn't want to open it to anyone else. I meant that. I don't. I wonder what is going on. Later.
 
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