I'm going to see friends tonight, no matter that there'll be an amway/tupperware style sales pitch party thing on.
I'm going to see friends I don't see nearly often enough. I'm looking forward to it. Why in seven hells am I shaking?
Fuck off, adrenal system. I'm a grown-up. I'm looking forward to it.
I just need to stop shaking.
I can do this.
I'm going to see friends I don't see nearly often enough. I'm looking forward to it. Why in seven hells am I shaking?
Fuck off, adrenal system. I'm a grown-up. I'm looking forward to it.
I just need to stop shaking.
I can do this.
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Date: 2010-01-14 07:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-01-14 09:14 pm (UTC)Intellectually, I was looking forward to it. I went out there, and saw an Amway-style sales pitch, and was with friends I've known since I was 14, and the drive out to Belgrave was almost pleasant, and it was what I thought it would be.
The trouble was, my adrenal system didn't give a fuck what I thought, and was trying to put me into a full blown panic.
It is a very strange experience to be intellectually calm while one's body is trembling with incipient panic.
(no subject)
Date: 2010-01-14 09:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-01-15 12:41 am (UTC)And yet we still find people who think this sort of thing is a myth. :(