i read a journal entry about birds and bees, and so i thought about it, and i recall learning about sex from my dad and one of his medical books. He's a doctor, and so he basically told me the technical parts. in retrospect, what i really needed (need still?) was (is) a lesson on love, not sex. the person who wrote the entry closed by saying "I am 23 years old. I know I have so much more to learn..." and i feel the same sentiment. cept i'm 31 goin on 32 in two weeks. weird huh? the one thing i think i needed was better lessons on socializing. i'm so shy in person.

for example, i was at someone's going away party tonite, and i was doing pretty well i think, but there were definately those awkward moments when i found myself an island of singular silence surrounded by small discussions.
plus, there were people who i should have chatted with who i didnt, but that was really just a buncha work schmoozing that probably wouldnt have helped me that much...

i was surprised to find myself flirting with some married women, which was just weird for me. also, i didnt run and hide when this absolutely gorgeous woman sat down and was talking to us. not that i go running whenever someone gorgeous talks to me, i was just pleasantly surprised that i could hold my own in a conversation with her.

yes. at 31 going on 32, i have much more to learn...

do the whiteboard