Originally uploaded by robothand
From Knocked Up: "Do you ever wonder how somebody could even like you? The biggest problem in our marriage is that she wants me around. And I can't even accept that? I don't think I can accept pure love."
I've made no bones about it that I have become an alarmingly introverted. For the most part, it sickens me to leave the house. This can probably be attributed to some mental problem or something. I don't know much about mental illness. I'm usually too busy tapping doorframes and pulling out the hair from my head strand-by-strand to research that kind of junk.
So I make plans and I dread them. I always dread them.
What's my problem? My friends want to spend time with me, and for some reason I hate it.
It's not even the actual events. After I drag myself to these get-togethers, I invariably have a great time. I went out karaokeing on Friday and didn't want to leave. Last night I played a game and watched a movie with my best friend. These are fun things and I always tell myself that next time I am not going to be so wretched about the whole thing.
It don't work.
I received a message from Lauren Gohde today telling me to update my Robot Hand Internet Web Site. If you enjoyed this post, you have Lauren Gohde to thank, and you should probably give her some flowers and some candy. If you did not enjoy this post and wish I had just stayed away from the Internet, you have Lauren Gohde to thank, and you should probably punch her in the bowels.
I would prefer you give her presents though, to be quite honest.