» I don't understand the attraction

Weeeeeed..................
Now I never claimed to be one of the in crowd whilst growing up, indeed I prided myself on being individual. I told myself I was taking things at my own pace and dag nan it if I wanted to stay in of a weekend instead of going out and drinking cider down the park with the other kids then that was what I was going to do. So I did.

My mum said i was a home body (bless her) but really this is a nice way of saying i was a dullard. A grumpy old woman in a 16 year old body, without the outragousness that old ladies get (at least the ones in my family but that’s another story). For some reason I feel the need to try and sort this out every so often. Maybe it’s the feeling that i’m missing something interesting or maybe it’s my inner nosy old lady but I often feel the need to try something different or new. This has led mostly to disaster and my inner grump coming to the forefront. This occassion was no different.

At the ripe old age of 30 (told you I was a late starter) I recently found myself in Amsterdam with the bright idea of visiting a coffee house to sample their wares. I ordered a bad boy space cake and then waited. And waited........ I wandered round the city for a bit and then Mr Topov decided that some Vodka would help things along. I got half way through my drink when a sudden feeling of gormlessness took over. The walls were catching my attention and damn it if they wouldn’t let go.

I also talked a lot of crap and nonsense about cold eye balls (wtf?) and a hilarious story about a cat called Brian (I’d say you had to be there but something tells me you wouldn’t laugh even if you were, it wasn't that hilarious).Mostly, though I stared at the walls and floor......

So my question is this, why oh why does this stuff appeal to so many people? In future if I want to stare in awe at something really boring I’ll put the cricket on and chuck the remote in the washing machine.
(Wed 21st Oct 2009, 21:08, More)