Heals The Original Dryness

yeah, i think you and i are both closet introverts (heh. the redundancy. it's funny). the real (or more acurate) distinction between introverts and extroverts is that extroverts get a more of a thrill with a new person, and an introvert gets more of a thrill with a new idea... i've been noticing more and more that i fit into the latter, even if i do consider myself good with meeting new people. i dunno. i like the idea of being an intellectual. it reminds me of my parents.

it was really interesting. i paged my mom this morning (morning? what am i talking about, it was at 4 or 5 in the afternoon!) to ask about what to do since my obvious bladder infection was pretty bad, and the conversation kinda went like this

"hi mom. its a bladder infection."
"oh. have you become sexually active?"
"indeed"
"funny how those things corralate, eh?"

anyway, it became a really frank and open conversation about birth control, and fade in fade out, i let her know that i used condoms for the random encounters, she said "oh", i said, "you raised me well mom", and it degenerated into a gushing conversation about how i love them. yeah. at the hospital (i had to go, they wouldn't just perscribe me antibiotics cause i told them i needed it, they needed dip stick proof) my name was recognized, and while they were getting my general stats (i'm almost 110, it's so exciting) i heard one of the nurses comment "is that doctor menkin's daughter?" it was an interesting feeling, being known. *shrug*

benn is wonderful. it feels so good to have him close by again. i didn't realize how contact starved i was. he says he can tell i'm sick, that my scent is slightly off. we watched the crying game. it's a really good movie. *sigh* alright, time for advil to kick in. please.