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dragonlady7Last night it was cold in our house. I was sitting on Z's bed using my laptop (it was in there because the power adapter is in there and I'd left it plugged in). Z came and sat beside me to use his computer. After a bit, he put his computer away and squeezed himself between me and the wall, and wrapped himself around me. Very handy, as I was experiencing the tight shirt/ low pants chill of lower backfat that's so uncomfortable. Eventually i put my computer away and by 9:30 we had both managed to fall asleep.
We slept ten hours and I woke up thoroughly comfortable right down to my soul, only I was still wearing my bra. Eh well; didn't hurt but I will have marks from the elastic for days to come.
Which is a nice way to welcome autumn, I suppose.
I am currently ruminating on my instant messenger friendslist. At the moment every single person signed on is someone I haven't spoken to in months. Most of them are people I haven't spoken to in years. They're people I went to school with, or met while there; a couple are people who were friends of other people and were put onto my buddylist while the friend was visiting me, or somesuch. One is a mystery person who IMd me by accident once and I never figured out whether I knew her or not, but never got around to deleting her. Actually only one person currently online is someone I know through LJ and may actually speak to someday.
And yet I'm not going to cull the buddylist. There's something reassuring in knowing that a kid I knew in 1999 is still online and has amusing away messages about the Cubs. Sometimes I get notified of major life events through away messages. "I love my wife!" is how I learned that an old housemate was married; another old buddy posted an away message about her new job.
It's not stalking. And it's not that I'd ever IM these people, because for most of them it'd just be weird or creepy. But I know for half of them that I'm still on their buddylist too. And I don't really know what that means.
Are any of you old buddies on my buddylist I haven't spoken to in months or years still reading this journal? *waves hi*
We slept ten hours and I woke up thoroughly comfortable right down to my soul, only I was still wearing my bra. Eh well; didn't hurt but I will have marks from the elastic for days to come.
Which is a nice way to welcome autumn, I suppose.
I am currently ruminating on my instant messenger friendslist. At the moment every single person signed on is someone I haven't spoken to in months. Most of them are people I haven't spoken to in years. They're people I went to school with, or met while there; a couple are people who were friends of other people and were put onto my buddylist while the friend was visiting me, or somesuch. One is a mystery person who IMd me by accident once and I never figured out whether I knew her or not, but never got around to deleting her. Actually only one person currently online is someone I know through LJ and may actually speak to someday.
And yet I'm not going to cull the buddylist. There's something reassuring in knowing that a kid I knew in 1999 is still online and has amusing away messages about the Cubs. Sometimes I get notified of major life events through away messages. "I love my wife!" is how I learned that an old housemate was married; another old buddy posted an away message about her new job.
It's not stalking. And it's not that I'd ever IM these people, because for most of them it'd just be weird or creepy. But I know for half of them that I'm still on their buddylist too. And I don't really know what that means.
Are any of you old buddies on my buddylist I haven't spoken to in months or years still reading this journal? *waves hi*
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Date: 2005-10-01 02:24 am (UTC)