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flemmings ([personal profile] flemmings) wrote2010-09-02 09:16 pm
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I talk a lot today...

Yes, yes, I am not alone. (Ganked from Hyperbole and a half's Social Entrapment post. Except that living in Japan taught me that 'Hot today' 'Yes it's hot' 'Yeah, it's really hot' 'It's hotter than last year' 'Yes, definitely hotter than last year' 'Well see you' 'Take care, bye' is a perfectly rational and permissable conversation.

But anent #4-is-it? I do have the fantasy of friends I can just drop in on and hang out at their place, no problem. But anybody wanting to come hang at my place? Forgeddid. I'm *busy*. So why would my putative friends not be busy too? Well, going by next door, there are people who spend their home time sitting in the kitchen doing crostic crosswords and drinking coffee and chatting with their SOs, so having another person hanging about the kitchen doesn't change things much. Maybe that's another facet of coupledom.

[identity profile] avalonjones.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, good grief, yes. Unasked-for company makes me pin my ears back, metaphorically speaking.

[identity profile] flo-nelja.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
I have two sisters, and few very precious friends, who can drop by me whenever they want.
I would be very distressed if vague acquaintances did it. (Fortunately, they don't)
Edited 2010-09-03 05:50 (UTC)

[identity profile] i-am-zan.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
yeah I could be 'out' ahahah or just not wanting company ...and I've been known ssshhhh to make like there's no one home, even with the children. They have been told that this is not a good thing. But they were placated by the fact that this meant we had more mama-and-children time.

[identity profile] mvrdrk.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmm, I love it when people drop by and I'm decent. I think I learnt it when the neighborhood was swarming with happy children. Children come and go all day long. So it became no big deal to have someone wander through and stop to chat for 5 or 10 minutes. (Children count as people, you know.)

If I'm not decent, I'm not home. Very simple. And I've always lived places where I could see who was standing at the front door without being noticed, which helps.

[identity profile] paleaswater.livejournal.com 2010-09-06 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Back in China that was the way people did it. So yeah, I definitely feel nostalgic for it sometimes.