I don't know
Don't know why I haven't been blogging. I just haven't. But look, here I am blogging. So, shut up.
Being that I enjoy being a recluse, I do love living in a small town where the grocery stores are "busy" if there is more than 10 customers. But what happened yesterday reminded me that small towns can be just as dangerous as the big city.
I went with Jackie yesterday to help her carry 15 gazillion pies to an after funeral gathering. There were people there. And not only just a few people, these people were gathering in mass. Everywhere I looked, fucking people! To me, it's like standing in a room full of zombies and I'm not zombified yet. I think the entire town of 3000 people where there. Fuck me. I didn't have to stay too long, but long enough to envision my own horror movie of the scene. At least Jackie brought me a plate of meat and beans later. No fucking brownies, but I forgive her.
It's more hip to call myself a recluse than admit that I have a severe phobia of people.
Being that I enjoy being a recluse, I do love living in a small town where the grocery stores are "busy" if there is more than 10 customers. But what happened yesterday reminded me that small towns can be just as dangerous as the big city.
I went with Jackie yesterday to help her carry 15 gazillion pies to an after funeral gathering. There were people there. And not only just a few people, these people were gathering in mass. Everywhere I looked, fucking people! To me, it's like standing in a room full of zombies and I'm not zombified yet. I think the entire town of 3000 people where there. Fuck me. I didn't have to stay too long, but long enough to envision my own horror movie of the scene. At least Jackie brought me a plate of meat and beans later. No fucking brownies, but I forgive her.
It's more hip to call myself a recluse than admit that I have a severe phobia of people.
Labels: anxiety, Town and Country, zombies
posted by Cassandra at
4/15/2010 02:59:00 PM
5 Comments:
I figured since I made you a banana cake and a loaf of banana bread i'd be forgiven for not bringing you a brownie.besides i had one and it sucked..ha
yeah, i saw you with eyes the size of saucers and sweat on your forhead..anyone not knowing you would just think you had some bad meth..I knew you were panicing..sorry..but i really appreciated you going the extra mile for me so i could take all that food up there..u the best.
Babs, I am so glad to see you post. I thought you just quit blogging all together, LOL. I don't know which username I used when we all were connected. Maybe Spyder or Teressa? Well, the correct name is Teressa or Teri anyway. I have not been much of anywhere for a long time, have kept in touch with Lisa, kinda, I am not a good friend in the keeping in touch department. If you would like to shoot an email anytime I will leave my address. It is lilacscentz@gmail.com. I have not forgot any of you guys, and believe me now days that is a feat for me. Want to send my love to you. God bless you, Teressa
people drive me nuts too. every once in a while i meet a nice one and that can totally fuck me up because it's such a surprise.
I know what you mean about people. At bingo one night I got to talking to a nice older lady about the mystery book she was reading by an author I had never read. It was interesting and she seemed nice.
Then she said Ohh have you read Sarah Palins great book? She went on about it as if it was the new bible or something. I thought I was talking to a normal person but I forgot I am in Ohio.
I get a little spooked whenever anyone talks to me anymore.
Nice to see a new post by the way.
I don't have a phobia of people...I just don't like people. My husband gets so angry at me because he is outgoing and likes people. I think he needs to be looked at.
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