I have occasional periods where I become a little withdrawn. I seem to be in the middle of one of them. I’ve been told by friends (the ones who put up with me and are still around) that it can be very frustrating. I tend to just disappear.
It’s not a conscious thing; I just go through stretches where all I want to do when I get home is escape. Fairly often that means I throw on a pair of headphones and try out a game that I’ve been meaning to look at for months. When pressed, I can’t really come up with a reason for it, other than that it happens on occasion, and it will eventually pass.
I realize it’s purely selfish. I go off into my own world (or, in the latest case, one of BioWare’s) and I don’t come out until I’m damned good and ready. That return may be happening already, actually, considering I’m finally making an appearance here again after neglecting the place for a while.
“What about the fact that posting these pictures to the internet is just plain wrong?”
- “P Man,” June 26, 2007
“This country really needs to lighten up.”
- “Dan,” June 27, 2007
In other news, I was recently invited to join a Yahoo group dedicated to discussing “encounters and commuter stories” experienced on the BART system, after someone there posted a link to Trainstalking. That started a thread on the ethics and legalities of posting candid shots of people without their permission, and I now seem to be in the center of a minor shitstorm.
I’m not complaining, mind you. I love a good shitstorm.
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