Introspective and emotional, in that special sleep-deprived way. Oh, and a great link.
Owwwwwwwwww my brain. No sleep for 38 hours and counting. Plus in-person meetings today, including driving and everything.
Large corporate clients == long corporate meetings. During which I sit and offer techie perspectives and feel uncomfortably much like a visiting cultural anthropologist. I'm learning the local customs, and can mimic even the most incomprehensible behaviours fairly well. But in no way are these my tribe.
So who
are my tribe? I have husband Jason, friends Rob, James, Bruno. Plus Mona and the loadies when there's partying to be done. And old friends who have moved away and those kinds of friend-of-friend accquaintances that you like plenty but don't know well.
Still, last year I dropped down below some magic number. Saul died, and Missy dumped me as a friend. And now, despite being plenty busy, and in contact with good people, and essentially happy, I am also, on some fundamental level, lonely.
Which I guess explains why I'm writing messages to my imaginary friends out there on the internet. It's like praying, for atheists.
Obligatory link:
Phoebe Gloeckner. Another longtime favorite who is just getting some shiny new press. You go click now. Scoot!
Posted by Liz at April 11, 2003 09:33 PM