Blog on the Lillypad
Saturday, September 13, 2003
 | Dinner with Bryan
Had dinner last night with Bryan. We exchanged his PERSIMMON WIND for two of my Doctor Who video tapes (SPEARHEAD FROM SPACE and THE SILURIANS). We had beer and fish and chips (him) and chicken and baked potato (me) and talked for a couple hours. Bryan is a few steps ahead of me in the contracting game, and his friendship is welcome on a personal level but is also a professional boon. He just clues me in on things. He told me to send him my resume because maybe his company needs a tech writer, but I was disappointed that his own particular project already has a tech writer in place. I've worked with him before, and he's good to work with. |
Anyway, I had two Bass Ales, and he had three Guiness stouts, and we spent a few hours conversing. I asked him about the cannibal. His assessment was that she probably wants me, and he was surprised at how annoyed I got.
"I am a god-fearing woman," I told him. "Chaste. Everybody knows I believe in marriage. Everybody knows that I am very moral."
"What she hears you say you believe and what she thinks you'll really do are probably different," he told me.
He hinted that I may be taking this too seriously. I acknowledged this. And maybe, I tell myself privately, this is what she wants, not me physically, but just to know that she can shake my comfortable, happy stability in my virgin world. She can bug me, and that gives her power. But I did not voice this idea to Bryan. Instead I told him that the next time she tries to pry my emotions from me for an unwelcome discussion, I will just tell her that when I think it's appropriate to relate my emotions to her, I will. Otherwise, they're not going to be duscussed.
He agreed that this was a good course to take. Because, he admitted, maybe she is jus a clueless person looking for an emotional connection and not a sexual thing at all. Maybe she wants to feel mutually dependent with you. I have to agree with this. There has been no overt physical overture towards me, and every time I put my foot down, she does back off.
