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Ah.... what a day. I felt like I would never have said that before Ms. Corporate America took over my life again. I spent a couple hours on the train this morning and then proceeded to sit in a conference room in meeting after meeting for the entire day. In fact, the last meeting wasn't even done when I left to catch my train home. When I passed the studio this morning I felt a yearning, a mourning for my practice which is no longer first in my life, no longer what dictates the schedule of my day. My meetings were long but interesting. I can't decide how much I like all this stuff again (but, CIODude, remind me to ask you about the Floor Warden implentation you have). It's partly really fun and partly just feels like work.


Rushing to catch my train again, I spent nearly the entire train ride on the phone. I had various things to catch up on, had a lovely chat with someone I know in professional circles, sometimes all that tech talk is really fun, it's that lure of the adult world, the part of me that still really likes writing code and finding the zone, the edge, the yoga in being in a programmer. Then I talked to Tiff for awhile. It's really strange because I really despise talking on the phone, it's just not my thing, not something I'm skilled at. Usually if I have to talk on the phone to someone, there are all these silent lapses and I can't carry a conversation. Before I started blogging that's how many of my one on one social interactions were as well. I haven't crossed the barrier with the phone. Sometimes I wonder if that's why I don't have many girlfriends --- because I don't do the whole "call me" thing. In fact, I'm likely to just not answer the phone if you do call me. Phone Phobia I call it. Anyway, so it's interesting to talk to Tiffany on the phone (and even more interesting to blog about someone that you know is going to read what you write)... it's interesting because I feel like I can actually hold a conversation with her. Not only that but I don't feel wierd talking to her about things I would never talk to other people about (like s*x). Maybe I can evolve past my phone phobia...

Comments

OF COURSE I would read your blog and post on it...we talked last night too on your phone! I just have that effect on people - J/K. You shouldn't feel weird talking about stuff to your friends either, by the way...call you later...LOL

I don't like the phone either and am known for screening. I don't do lunch unless I absolutely have to. Dinners are only tolerable because there are enough people there so that I can sit silently as much as I want. All of this has been exacerbated since I began practicing Ashtanga. I have less desire to talk, period, preferring quiet. Preferring silence. I see it as a good thing, Julie!

Lauren