Socializing with too much sugar; thoughts on relationships; a book

I spent the afternoon at roadnotes and baldanders's home, just hanging out quietly. Mostly Roadnotes and I talked; Baldanders was wrestling with a recalcitrant computer.

We caught each other up on recent events, and random gossip old and new, while drinking tea and eating lemon-ginger cookies. I realized too late that I'd had lots of sugar (both the cookies and in the tea) and not much protein. Despite a salami sandwich (and water, rather than a drink with sugar of any form) for supper, and two ibuprofen tablets, I have a bit of a headache.

Both the conversation with Roadnotes and reading my LJ friends list remind me that I don't really comprehend dating. Relationships, more or less, but not dating as a way of getting into them. When I was up in Montreal for New Year's, papersky mentioned that part of why zoos have trouble breeding pandas is that pandas aren't interested in sex with pandas they don't already know fairly well. This clicked for me because I am panda-like in this: I get to know people as friends, and once in a while that becomes a romantic/sexual relationship. Even when I was having more casual sex, when I was a lot younger, it was with women I already knew moderately well, not with people picked up in bars or just met at parties.

On the subway home I finished Parasites Like Us, by Adam Johnson, which was sent as a Tiptree possibility. ( cut for spoilers, on a bad book; this is expanded from what I told the Tiptree list )

Socializing with too much sugar; thoughts on relationships; a book

I spent the afternoon at roadnotes and baldanders's home, just hanging out quietly. Mostly Roadnotes and I talked; Baldanders was wrestling with a recalcitrant computer.

We caught each other up on recent events, and random gossip old and new, while drinking tea and eating lemon-ginger cookies. I realized too late that I'd had lots of sugar (both the cookies and in the tea) and not much protein. Despite a salami sandwich (and water, rather than a drink with sugar of any form) for supper, and two ibuprofen tablets, I have a bit of a headache.

Both the conversation with Roadnotes and reading my LJ friends list remind me that I don't really comprehend dating. Relationships, more or less, but not dating as a way of getting into them. When I was up in Montreal for New Year's, papersky mentioned that part of why zoos have trouble breeding pandas is that pandas aren't interested in sex with pandas they don't already know fairly well. This clicked for me because I am panda-like in this: I get to know people as friends, and once in a while that becomes a romantic/sexual relationship. Even when I was having more casual sex, when I was a lot younger, it was with women I already knew moderately well, not with people picked up in bars or just met at parties.

On the subway home I finished Parasites Like Us, by Adam Johnson, which was sent as a Tiptree possibility. ( cut for spoilers, on a bad book; this is expanded from what I told the Tiptree list )