Welcome to my journal. :) It's not exactly exciting at the moment, but I'm not a terribly exciting person. :)
A clever man was once asked why he was so often found muttering to himself, to which he replied, "Because it's the only way I can be sure of intelligent conversation." Unfortunately for me, I don't even have that to fall back on.
I am, I have to admit, a chat junkie ... if I don't have my ICQ or AIM, I feel cut off from the world. But of late, I seem to be finding less and less to talk about. Conversations seem to fall into just a few very limited topics any more...
1) I'm unemployed/my job sucks/I have no money
2) B/f g/f s/o trouble, or (more commonly) "Why don't I have a b/f g/f s/o?"
3) Life sucks for some other reason.
4) No topic at all, just endless *hugs* back and forth.
Maybe it's the people I hang out with ... furries for some reason are a very morose and depressive lot. Or maybe it's just indicative of the economy and/or national mood right now ... but I'm getting tired of it. I'd love to talk about astronomical discoveries, or philosophical theories, or, to follow the furry motif, discussions of furry artists and techniques. But nobody seems much interested.
The most intellectual discussion I've had in some time was a short discourse on the gods of ancient Egypt, which grew out of Topic #2. There is a small but constant group of furries who seem unduly fascinated with Anubis of all the silly things ... I guess it's the pointy ears.
The thing that has started to drive me the most nuts, however, is the "all cuddles" conversation. This tends to go something like this:
ME: *hugs you back* So, what's up?
FURRY: Nothing. :) *skritches*
ME: *skritches ya back* Read any good books lately?
FURRY: Nope. *hugshugs*
ME: Heh. :) Okay.
Once upon a time, these displays of friendly affection were welcome, and they still are ... but I don't want them to be all the conversation I can get! I am a verbally-oriented person. I have a degree in English, after all. Language, the creation and propogation of abstract ideas by verbal communication, is a gift from God, humanity's one true special ability ... and after half an hour of "hug, hughug, hug, hughughug," I feel like I'm squandering it. Talking endlessly about the weather is hardly scintillating, but it's at least more interesting than sending generic warm fuzzies without ever really saying anything.
So please, tell me what's going on in that gray matter of yours! What are your interests? What's new and cool? What are your plans for the future? What do you think about Harry Potter? What's your favorite food?
-The Gneech, looking for someone to talk to