Monday, January 15, 2007

Psychoanalysis

This weekend I had a moment of the "why did I do that" blues

There are a few things that gave me those blues, one being, why do I always talk like everyone is my best friend. Give me two beers and you'll know my life story.... I have no answers for that one yet but I will repeat to myself and often "not every thought has to be expressed" I mean crimity... shut up already!

Second, I don't go out often anymore, but when I do I find more often then not that I just never want to go home... I'm the shot pusher, the late night dancer, the infamous bar closer. At 32 years of age that's not a good way to be. And I am not really that "party animal" person, it's not the booze or atmosphere. I just don't want to go home. This has NOTHING to do with Tony or the baby, it's just an idiosyncrasy I've had forever. I just never really noticed it when I was a teenager... maybe because the young tend to stay out late already. Thankfully I have some great friends that take my quirks as they are :) but still... it bugged me.

I over-analysis myself often which can cause a lot of emotional damage. But sometimes it comes in handy. Because I had my break through of why I do this. So now maybe it will stop. Now maybe I can go home after a nice EARLY happy hour contently.

So... one quirk down, one issue managed, one idiosyncrasy analysed... 50 more to go!