My high school girlfriend, with whom I have no active relationship, left a message. Stated her phone number and asked me to call her back. Said basically she needed to know my birthday. Went on to say she was doing some sort of assignment to do with the important relationships of her past and wanted to know when we got together and when we split up, but at least my birthday anyway, and oh by the way the assignment is due Wednesday. Something that sounds like deenogram? Steenogram? I dunno.
Weird? Yes, to me, because contact like that is better made in text or a Facebook message or something. I know, back in the 70s we'd just use the phone, and maybe she just hasn't changed. That doesn't mean I can't be annoyed anyway. Last thing I want to do is call and get stuck in an attempt at conventional polite conversation. "So what are you doing nooooow, sounds goooood." Ugh.
I just sent a test text. I can see some people seeing that and being annoyed that I didn't just call but had to get all fancy and send a text. Thankfully I don't keep people that stupid in my life ...
Just got a reply. OK.
Wow, I'm judgey tonight. Don't no one kick someone as stupid as me out of your life yet. Thanks.
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Textual conversation ensued. Lots of specific questions, as if filling out a questionnaire. But then it became a regular conversation, with the past ten years or so efficiently caught up on. We were at it nearly an hour while the naked sinuous landscape of my lover's back gently rolled like a calm sea. She asked and was told all about my life today, but also said she wanted to have a real conversation someday, so she could hear my voice again. But now we're back to weird usages of phones, and I did not schedule it.
Monday, April 27, 2015
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Well YOU know how I feel about phones. And that I prefer texting too.
But you also might know or have learned that for the past few years now I have been working on looking at the things that make me uncomfortable, asking myself if it's reasonable or normal to be uncomfortable apt those things, and then choosing to try to get over the discomfort. I have gained some pretty good benefits as a result.
Telephones is one of those things.
I still often feel awkward on the phone, but I am still working on it.
My two gripes (right now) are
a) Without visual cues, without seeing the breath drawn etc, we are always talking over each other.
b) It can't be done in a room with someone sleeping.
Oh is THAT what the undulating naked lover back comment meant! I thought y'all were having some sexy time while you were texting back and forth with the old GF. :-)
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