tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25425612.post6356012090139900652..comments2023-06-17T11:40:24.051-04:00Comments on Revenge of the Ninja Kitty: Cyanide Cookies For YouJessiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08938350440588063211noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25425612.post-7533432906898029312007-07-17T14:16:00.000-04:002007-07-17T14:16:00.000-04:00I'm a loner, too. Add a homebody to it, and I'm ab...I'm a loner, too. Add a homebody to it, and I'm about as exciting as day-old burnt toast. But that's what I like. I don't need to go out all the time, to bounce from place to place. I've never been big on parties anyway. Too loud, too many drunk people.<BR/><BR/>I'm pretty much a people person, but I keep them at a distance. Meaning, I don't mind socializing in small quantities. You know, the kind of person that talks to people in line at the grocery, or will talk when waiting at the mechanic's. But I don't bring the people home. Mostly. Having a lot of people around all the time is tiring, isn't it? Too much work to be funny and interesting. <BR/><BR/>A good book with glass of wine and I'm happy. Hey, at least the fictional characters don't use all your patience and kindness up in a week. Friends have to keep trust, and more importantly, <I>earn it</I>. Most people nowadays aren't interested in that much work.Jessiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08938350440588063211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25425612.post-70111395342001274912007-07-17T01:45:00.000-04:002007-07-17T01:45:00.000-04:00Jessie,I can totally understand the whole not-trus...Jessie,<BR/>I can totally understand the whole not-trusting-friends thing. Actually, I guess I've just had bad luck with people or something, but most "friends" I've had just want me around because I'm useful for something or other - no one's ever really tried to be there for me, just because they like me for me (despite the fact that I always try to be there for them if they need me). So therefore, I've become really distrustful of people - to the point where, I'm really not interested in meeting and making new friends. Sure, I'll go to parties and whatnot, but I am not putting extra effort into seeking you out and becoming your friend. Because I just assume you're like all the rest and you'll leave at some point or another. And I'm totally fine with that - I've always been a loner, so I don't mope about and complain about my lack of friends. My bf though, is a HUGE people person, and even though people use him like crazy (he's always there for them, no matter what), he just doesn't seem to see it, and wants me to get out there and make myself a zillion friends. Meh. No thanks.Pug Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07945547890994155106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25425612.post-68581706119520769742007-07-16T17:29:00.000-04:002007-07-16T17:29:00.000-04:00Pug mom, I've had a ton of those type friends, too...<I>Pug mom</I>, I've had a ton of <I>those</I> type friends, too. Probably why I don't trust friends as far as I can throw them now. My friends always take advantage of me, because I'm a fixer. If it needs needs to be fixed, I'm all for making it better. I don't like people to be in jams. Hence the being taken advantage of. Pain in the ass, isn't it? Makes you wanna just choke a bitch in return.<BR/><BR/><B>Augs casa</B>, I wouldn't be thrilled. But, hey, better you than me. ;) And I don't need enemies, I have my family for that. They're bad enough.Jessiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08938350440588063211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25425612.post-9695104291039208882007-07-16T15:40:00.000-04:002007-07-16T15:40:00.000-04:00I'm not so sure I am to happy to be sharing a birh...I'm not so sure I am to happy to be sharing a birhtday with this, um, so called friend. With friends like her, who needs enemies??Augs Casahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16886987364572084938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25425612.post-55460970242535748212007-07-15T13:21:00.000-04:002007-07-15T13:21:00.000-04:00Oh, I know someone JUST like that. It's sad - fort...Oh, I know someone JUST like that. It's sad - fortunately, my time with her was limited to only two years or so, but still. In the end I realized that I wasn't really getting much out of this relationship, and that the bother and pain of it was just not worth it. So I begged my mom not to ever take me to her house again (of course, my parents were under the impression that we were the best of friends). Yeah, and since I was a pushover back in the day (I still am a bit), during those years I ended up giving her hundreds of dollars in toys (MY toys) which she would occasionally "ask" me for, and of course, I'd give over without a moment's hesitation.Pug Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07945547890994155106noreply@blogger.com