So, I know some of you are wondering how the hell I can be a shy person. Had a couple of people express shock at the fact I’m nervous at calling a person who told me to hunt him down, so I did. Reason, is that I’ve done enough public relations jobs that I know how to fake it. Couple that with being around people I actually know and I change my tune pretty quickly. The better I know a person, the more open I become towards them. All people have to do is recall the first time they met me, and in most of these instances, it was because I sucked up and decided to get out of my house by myself.

I recall the first time I met most of my friends, locally. I went out to meet scourge, after having chatted with him online a bit, and my partner at the time refused to join me (oh dear, I was meeting another….man!). It was at a club, with plenty of chat space, so I parked myself on a sofa in front of the door. There, I had a montieth come up and start chatting, then introducing me to justanotherg33k, poisongirl, and the previously introduced _gothfather_. And off I went. Couple years later, I ended up at a BorderPagans meeting. Thankfully, sunriseata140 was there, and made me comfortable enough to start talking to other people. The rest is history.

Now, I’m just going batty. But I’ve decided that I’m going to start stepping outside of myself and challanging myself. Dragon*Con was one of those moments, did several things I usually would never consider, ever. From here on out, I’m going to make a point of doing something that’s not “me” at least once a week. Should be interesting. And here my parents could never figure out why I didn’t want to go into science. I’d make a great one. 😛

In other news, finally made it back to the gym yesterday. Still not up to par for the full 2-hr workout, but managed about 1.5 hrs and skrimped on the cardio (damned congested lungs). Felt good, and my legs are killing me. Can’t let another month get in the way of lifting, my legs almost collapsed under me on the inverted press, and I was just lifting 95 lbs, nowhere near the full max out. I hate being sick, I feel like a wuss.