Old friends...
Dec. 22nd, 2005 11:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Someone I knew at school and was "best friends" with when I was in (*quick mental calculation*) seventh grade, contacted my father to get my email address. She wants to get together with me and reconnect. Honestly, we spent seven years at school together, and for six of those years we didn't really talk much. Sure, we got along fine, but we didn't have much in common, and I doubt that after what, five years of not seeing each other at all, and nearly ten years of only really sporadic communication, that we've gained a deep understanding of one another.
I feel churlish, not wanting to see her. This is a nice gesture on her part. Even if at the beginning of our friendship she mostly used me, I think she probably genuinely wants to catch up and have a beer and see how things are going.
I just don't have all that much mental and emotional and physical energy these days, and I don't especially feel like spending it on a girl I knew fourteen years ago. I guess that makes me a bad person. I don't know. We're working on dates now. I'm trying to limit her to one evening out after work for a drink, and hopefully that'll be it. I figure if it goes well we'll have some drinks and some laughs, and if it doesn't go well I'll plead work the next day and go home.
When did I become so misanthropic?
I feel churlish, not wanting to see her. This is a nice gesture on her part. Even if at the beginning of our friendship she mostly used me, I think she probably genuinely wants to catch up and have a beer and see how things are going.
I just don't have all that much mental and emotional and physical energy these days, and I don't especially feel like spending it on a girl I knew fourteen years ago. I guess that makes me a bad person. I don't know. We're working on dates now. I'm trying to limit her to one evening out after work for a drink, and hopefully that'll be it. I figure if it goes well we'll have some drinks and some laughs, and if it doesn't go well I'll plead work the next day and go home.
When did I become so misanthropic?