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Started by Dimocritus, January 16, 2010, 03:34:55 PM

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Richter

Quote from: dimo on January 16, 2010, 03:34:55 PM
I've tried to make new friends, which can be difficult for someone as particular as I can be at times.
Not to mention my general disdain for people... in general.
Despite this, I've had success to a certain degree but they're less like friends and more like activity partners or really cool co-workers, which I suppose is OK.
But sometimes I want to do more than just hang some flyers and have a good chuckle about it.

Why does no one know how to have fun anymore?
I'd show them how, but it seems that I've forgotton how myself.
Unfortunate.
It's frustrating. Knowing you once knew something that you now no longer know, y'know?

THIS. 
Dude you hit it right on the head.  Without interesting and likeminded folks to hang around with, any social scene starts to turn cynical and sour.  My brain nagging me about how I'm pissing away money for drinks in a bar that's so loud my ears hurt is a good cue I need to change up who / when / how I'm "Socializing". 
Simply put, I don't like bars, reasons above, but I still had a good time hanging around with Suu / GS / Herbert, and getting to meet you and your buddies.  Proper compatriots make it worthwhile.  Otherwise I may well just be at home putting time into some other project.  Dig up Cram's discussions on authentic experience, if you haven't already, similar line of thinking.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on May 22, 2015, 03:00:53 AM
Anyone ever think about how Richter inhabits the same reality as you and just scream and scream and scream, but in a good way?   :lulz:

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Quote from: Richter on January 19, 2010, 01:58:12 PM
Quote from: dimo on January 16, 2010, 03:34:55 PM
I've tried to make new friends, which can be difficult for someone as particular as I can be at times.
Not to mention my general disdain for people... in general.
Despite this, I've had success to a certain degree but they're less like friends and more like activity partners or really cool co-workers, which I suppose is OK.
But sometimes I want to do more than just hang some flyers and have a good chuckle about it.

Why does no one know how to have fun anymore?
I'd show them how, but it seems that I've forgotton how myself.
Unfortunate.
It's frustrating. Knowing you once knew something that you now no longer know, y'know?

THIS. 
Dude you hit it right on the head.  Without interesting and likeminded folks to hang around with, any social scene starts to turn cynical and sour.  My brain nagging me about how I'm pissing away money for drinks in a bar that's so loud my ears hurt is a good cue I need to change up who / when / how I'm "Socializing". 
Simply put, I don't like bars, reasons above,
but I still had a good time hanging around with Suu / GS / Herbert, and getting to meet you and your buddies.  Proper compatriots make it worthwhile.  Otherwise I may well just be at home putting time into some other project.  Dig up Cram's discussions on authentic experience, if you haven't already, similar line of thinking.

Not to derail, but I have the same issue. I'm considering learning sign language and investing in some good earplugs.

Payne

This is why I have learned to do my drinking in what is usually a quiet pub even on the weekends, but during the week, when no one is there except John The Barlord.

LMNO

Once you grow up, it becomes ok to have dinner parties.

Everything you want, nothing you don't.

Dimocritus

Quote from: LMNO on January 19, 2010, 06:48:42 PM
Once you grow up, it becomes ok to have dinner parties.

Everything you want, nothing you don't.

I've never looked at dinner parties like that before. Interesting.

Dimo-
Can cook some mean grub.
HOUSE OF GABCab ~ "caecus plumbum caecus"

LMNO

Quote from: dimo on January 19, 2010, 09:02:26 PM
Quote from: LMNO on January 19, 2010, 06:48:42 PM
Once you grow up, it becomes ok to have dinner parties.

Everything you want, nothing you don't.

I've never looked at dinner parties like that before. Interesting.

Dimo-
Can cook some mean grub.

Srsly.  The booze is better quality, and cheaper, the music is awesome, you can talk without going deaf, the food rocks, and if it gets out of hand there's plenty of floor space to pass out on.


LMNO
-Host with the most.

cavehamster

Good rant there man, I dig the stream of consciousness of it.

I'd agree with the other posters.  You are in a rut.  Time to go do something that is not in your current comfort zone.

Jenne

Quote from: LMNO on January 19, 2010, 06:48:42 PM
Once you grow up, it becomes ok to have dinner parties.

Everything you want, nothing you don't.

169% motorcycle riding fool.

Bars have totally lost their appeal unless I need to GET OUT of my house and so does everyone else (that can be a "mom" dilemma, really).

Freeky

Quote from: Jenne on January 21, 2010, 05:19:57 PM
Bars have totally lost their appeal unless I need to GET OUT of my house and so does everyone else (that can be a "mom" dilemma, really).

This.

Dimocritus

Y'know, I was just thinking that, while I agree on the basic premise of the "dinner party," that it's a second or third step. I still need to find people that I would even want to invite. Meeting people and making friends is a weird thing to start doing after years of thinking that there is no need for meeting new people.
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Quote from: cavehamster on January 21, 2010, 01:03:32 AM
Good rant there man, I dig the stream of consciousness of it.

I'd agree with the other posters.  You are in a rut.  Time to go do something that is not in your current comfort zone.

It's always time to do something out your comfort zone. Comfort zones kill by suffocation.

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