Thinking and Friends

A 2 parter tonight.

Thinking.....

I think too much. I over think everything I say and do (for the most part). This causes me to worry and become nervous. Such as at the amazing circuit bending workshop (where I had a wonderful time), I met a man named Patrick. He was funny and cute and I decided to flirt with him, by telling him I was falling madly in love with him. Oh yea, he was in Roth Mobot. So I had a lovely time talking with him, and this earned me a kiss on the head and a hug. Now, through Kyle's blog I have found his myspace page and I want to make him my "friend." However, here is where my over thinking comes in. I worry that if I ask him to become my friend, he will think I'm stalking him. More than likely, this is of course untrue, but of course I worry. Which brings me to my second topic.

Friends.....

I have a terrible time making friends. I think a lot has to do with the fact that I get out so very little. Most of my friends I've made through other friends, or through work. Like when we met Adrian at the circuit bending workshop. Him and Patrick. Adrian seemed like a cool guy (young though), and I was thinking " Wow, he seems cool, wouldn't it be fun if we became friends?" But then I have the dilemma of how. I wish it was socially acceptable, upon discovering that you enjoy someone else's company, to simply exclaim " Hey, you're fun, let's be friends!" While this is the thing to do when you are six (when it is also OK to be friends with the other little boy wearing a teenage mutant ninja turtles t-shirt), it gets a bit odd when one has "grown up." At least with Patrick, there was flirting, casual conversation, a kiss and a hug, and a floppy disk was exchanged (note, DISK!).

Well...I suppose....