So a new house mate arrived a few days ago and we really hit it off. We had a long chat today about all kinds of things and then we biked through the parkway that I use to get to work. Last night she cooked an amazing and unique dinner and this morning I made blueberry pancakes as a kind of trade. I'm better with breakfast foods than with dinners and I wanted to contribute so that it wouldn't look like I expected constant feasts without something in return. But again, my limited kitchen skills meant that my options were slim. She had offered to cook and has mentioned that she often prepares extra proportions by accident anyway, so my concern may have been unfounded. But all the same, if someone cooks for you, you should eventually return the favor. Spending the time, energy, and money on meals to share is a commodity that should be exchanged so both parties can save some of their time, energy, and money.
It's been really therapeutic to have someone in this house who draws me out of my little cave while at home. The previous tenants had been equally uninclined as me to leave their dens aside from work and an occasional afternoon run which meant that all three guests/tenants never saw one another for more than a few moments and therefore never held any real conversations. When I find the right people, I can talk their ear off, otherwise some might think I'm mute. Well, that's an exaggeration nowadays but late in elementary and through middle school I didn't feel inclined to talk until we had a group discussion or when the teacher asked a question to the class. I never gave up the idea of proving my smarts and at my middle school graduation, I got the "math award" which was just a calculator somewhere between the original ones and the graphing calculators that are around these days.
Sorry for the directionless chatter but my screwed up sleep schedule has messed with my head...enough to get the crazy eye-lid twitch. On that note, I better go to bed. Good night world.
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