I always tend to jump to the worst case scenario. I can never find a happy medium or not worry about stuff. I automatically construct at least 5 worst case scenarios, each one ending in someone hating me or ignoring me. Every time. It’s like I’m preprogrammed to think that the social apocalypse will begin with me or something.
Interpersonal relationships of all types are idiosyncratic risks that most people go into with some idealism of how everything is and should be because that’s what they’ve learned from the things they’ve been exposed to. But life isn’t a harlequin romance novel. Boy doesn’t get girl just because he saves the day, and girl doesn’t get boy just because she believes fits the mold of what he wants. If life worked that way, then the Nice Guy/Gal personality types wouldn’t be so problematic and I wouldn’t be able to make thinly veiled social commentary via crass knotting jokes.
I really wish I did have somewhere else to post this. Twitter? This shit won’t fit in 140 characters and I’m not gonna be one of those people who break up an entire page of words between like 50 posts. Facebook? No thank you. Too many people
Before I go ahead and get into the actual post I want to credit Crow for this even being a thing. She gave me the idea of writing up a post about beer because of some tips I sent her way about gluten free breweries
You know, one of my biggest peeves with the newer generations and how they deal with their “drama” is their insistence on passive aggressive behavior. I read so many facebook status updates where someone makes some type of a remark regarding what someone else may,
Gonna start this out by stating I hate the term “resolution.” Whenever we think of that word we think of failed tries at one thing or another. So I want to set up a list of goals to work towards for the year. If things