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I'm doing it again...

I have a problem with making new friends.

For some reason, to talk to someone I don't know I need someone I do know there to act as a bridge. For instance, that's how I got involved with the Poker crowd.

Daniel and Tanya were going oversea's so they had a going away party. I knew a few other's there, like Tim, and some of the Toowoomba folk, so I was comfortable with situation. So I got to know, superficially at least, Will and Tom. That was about September 2000.

September 2001 Daniel and Tanya are back in the country for three weeks, and they have a homecoming/going away party, and again I run into Tom and Will and some of the others.

Tom, Will and I were the last to leave that event, at approximately eight o'clock the next morning, after the sun was already up. Will invited me to Poker, which usually happens at his place every Wednesday night, and that's how I became involved with them.

Every time there must be a link between me and the new person, otherwise I get frightened off.

And I've been doing it again on Live Journal.

I looked at my friends list on LJ and there were three people there. Stephen (paradigmshifty), Maggie (maelwaedd) and Amaya (illidrinn). Three people I already know!

Ugg.

However, all is not lost.

A random stranger (the_metatron) added me as a friend in his Live Journal, so it sort of pushed me to do something about it. I've added him to my friends (Hi) and another guy I came across who looked interesting (Hi Adam) and I've joined a few communities that look interesting.

So, perhaps I am salvageable.

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maelwaedd
Jul. 17th, 2002 08:07 pm (UTC)
you'll find friends, kitten.
tho... if you want to read mushy stuff, Notagod is my boyfriend.
the_metatron
Jul. 20th, 2002 04:17 am (UTC)
Don't worry - I don't think you need to be salvaged!


I thought you were interesting - why doubt that someone else will?


You've got good taste in icons (even the Malkavian one) and you're a genuine person. So keep smiling.

halloranelder
Jul. 20th, 2002 10:12 am (UTC)
I think I'm going to sit here and be stunned for a while.

Thank you (though I am starting to doubt your sanity).
illdrinn
Jul. 25th, 2002 05:56 pm (UTC)
I'm intrigued... how do you actually know Maggie?

I suggest you read a few other people's friends pages/user info. There's a real 6 degrees feel to LJ and you usually find people you know on other people's lists.
halloranelder
Jul. 26th, 2002 01:55 am (UTC)
Through Wayne originally.

Maggie needed a place to stay at one stage, so she had the spare room here for a couple of months.

Oh, and how I found Maggie's Live Journal? Through you. I looked through your friends list one day and saw a magdellin in it, who seemed remarkably familiar...

Isn't it strange how these things happen?
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