||[Oct. 10th, 2004|10:14 am]
I get bored so easily. Visitors? Unless they want to discuss Virginia Woolf or Ingmar Bergman they can go to hell. I sit. I squirm. I pick up a book and read the back cover.|
My excuses are that I've become crusty with age, that my arthritis won't let me sit still- but the truth is I've always been this way. All that's changed is that now I'll admit to it. And I'm not so eager to be liked.
That's why I love LJ. I can pick the company I keep and the conversations I have. And if I don't feel like talking I can switch screens and play solitaire.