I'm So Cool

I know that I'm a blast to hang out with. Really, I'm so cool that I wonder why more people don't want to hang out in my apartment with my toddler while I read a text book or write a paper. The sheer force of my charisma would be enough; I wouldn't need to talk. My friends could watch television or read and I'd offer them something to drink. I might even talk Zac out of climbing all over them...maybe. It might be kind of funny and I could use a good laugh.

This weekend I went out on a date where I was told that I'm too serious. I'm pretty sure that's because I was working hard at the conversation, thinking about what to say and what question I should ask next. I didn't have anything witty to say and found light banter to be tiresome. I was home in bed, by 8:30pm. I didn't wake up until 9:30am the next morning, which left me wondering if my brain needs to go on some sort of hiatus for a while until my body catches up with whatever it needs. Seriously, when did it become so hard for me to figure out what I need. I have enormous bruises on my calves and the back of my arms and I can't figure out where they came from. It was suggested to me that I might need more vitamin K, or possibly a way to avoid knocking into large, stationary objects with my body.

I don't remember holding a conversation being a difficult exercise when I was in college. I have many memories of talking long into the night. What gives now? Why is it that any attempt at communication seems to fall flat? I wish that I had answers to those questions. All I'm left with now is the feeling that I should avoid trying to meet new people, even though 30 new people recently entered my life through grad school. Even with them, school feels like a solitary exercise. I completed a take-home test for Microeconomics and I'm working on my final paper for Leadership. We have the text books for Business Law and Statistics, which are quite possibly some of the most boring reading material that I've encountered in a long time. That's saying something considering I read a large number of studies and statistics for work.

Does anyone want to hang out with me while I read and try not to fall asleep? I promise that I'm really cool...