Nothing has happened recently to highlight it, but I am going through another round of furiously resenting that I had to develop social skills. I did, of course, and people I trust tell me they're good, and I am actively not interested in being a jerk. Other people were a more alien language to me than Akkadian and I learned them. That's an accomplishment. But all I really wanted, even into grad school, was to be good at things and left alone. I thought for years that if the first part were true enough, the second would follow automatically.
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- 1: The hedges and fields are clothed all around with several sorts of green
- 2: Take us roaming in the gloaming, your Ross rifle by your side
- 3: Chinatown, London Underground, you know it all sounds good to me
- 4: I'm singing out this poem all the way back home
- 5: Pa vez o pellaat da vag, ha ma c'hoantaez c'hoazh?
- 6: I spoke of crimes and of my friends in the same breath
- 7: You've got to live the life you're fighting for
- 8: Neuial a ran dre ar ruzenn
- 9: We have come to dance this dance to please the company
- 10: Thousands of ghosts in the daylight
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