"I WONDER TO MYSELF..."

I conquered my fear of schmoozing. I can hang in front of a huge crowd. I do fine enough in tough heart-to-heart conversations. So, have I conquered it all? Nope. There is one frontier I have yet to work on, I realize. The casual hanging out conversations. The thing that schmoozing often leads to.

That's so silly, I realize! Over email and text, I'm great. But call me up just to say hello and I feel like a dork and a half. Invite me for coffee and I clam up. It's not a great quality and I suspect it frustrates people around me with the inclination to socialize more often. But, sometimes we have to get fed up with something before we can move away from it effectively.

Anyway, I had some thoughts over the weekend about this and will, of course, we mindful of it. I don't have to carry the whole conversation. I'm not a dick if I let a lull happen from time to time, in fact, sometimes a silence is rather good.

In other news, I added a little more pink to the pink, burgundy and brown masterpiece I call my hair and had a revelation about mitosis and the artful, historic and literary applications of it.