you & me

i have recently met a new group of people that i wanted to discuss because they intrigue me, and because i'm so surprised people like this exist so prevalently and want to connect with me.

confession: i am a bit of a celebrity whore. i love famous people. not all famous people, but with a good majority of famous people i meet i have this condition in which i want to be near them, hang out creepily by their side and listen to every word they say. it's somewhat embarassing, but i'm not too worked up about it. it's not like i meet celebrities daily. except for maybe athletes, since i work in sports, but i don't really count athletes as celebrities. unless you're david beckham (and if i met him, i don't think i would ever leave his side). so, i get the whole self-absorbed celebrity stuff. i actually think it's fine for them to just talk about themselves for four hours. i would hang on every word and be ok with it.

it's the non-celebrities, or "local" celebrities who think its necessary to be that self-absorbed that i just don't really understand. i've never met so many people in my life that can have conversations just about themselves. since when is it ok to not have any interaction in a conversation? i've really seen it at least five times in the past few months, and at first i thought there was a problem with me... since getting married, did i lose the ability to talk to other people aside from my husband? am i that boring that i just have nothing to say? do i miss the lulls in conversation that allow me to jump in with a laundry list of what's going on in my life? i started watching my conversations with (ahem) normal people and can now safely say that it is not me, it is without a doubt, completely and totally their fault.

the thing is, most of these people are actually really nice. it's just that they are self-absorbed. there are no questions from them about my day, my life, my job, my home. when i say no questions, i mean it. and then i start thinking that there must be something wrong with me because i've never been the approachable one. no one ever knows what to make of me- i'm shy and quiet at first, but i'm pretty opinionated. a teacher in high school once gave out awards at the end of the year. i got the serial killer award (yeah, she sucks as a teacher, clearly. it's amazing they allow people like that to teach and i couldn't land a job. whatever, anyway...). i have never wanted a million acquaintances, and ended high school and college with quite a few people i knew but didn't ever feel like initiating a 'hello' to in the bar. i'm just not that girl. i have my great friends, and i have people that i will occasionally make small talk with in the grocery store (or even the bar), but not many. it's outrageous how many people are just talking at me now. since when was i ever the girl that people just spilled their thoughts to? i'm convinced i've either gone soft or i'm somehow just meeting the most self-absorbed, obsessive people in the greater cleveland area.

and like i said, if i'm impressed by you, it's perfectly fine to talk about yourself. i definitely discriminate. i am not impressed by most small-time celebrities, athletes, etc. when i'm drunk this can change a little (we had a small incident in which i stayed next to jeff timmons of 98 degrees all night. oops). anyway, i find even with my closest friends from grade school, i'm becoming the one who just listens. and i get that- their lives are not as settled as mine, and i'm always up for listening if it will help someone i care about (and yes, i guess i care about most people). but this new epidemic of people is just a little too much for me to handle. maybe that's why i write this blog- it's my one chance to talk about myself. my thoughts, my feelings.

completely off-topic, although i think i've said all i can say without incriminating the semi-famous people i've been referring to, my bunny lola has just discovered she can handle hardwood floors. she's three years old but has always hated hard surfaces and will suicide jump to my shoulder if she is ever forced to be on a counter, vet table, or even the bathroom floor. however, letting her in the family room has allowed her to venture off into the world of hardwood floors. she is now exploring underneath all of our furniture and coming out covered in dust bunnies. yikes- time to start swiffering the dining room, i think.

alright- that's it for today.... have a wonderful weekend!