tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22668996.post5683067540760049466..comments2024-03-28T08:18:24.545+03:00Comments on Hypnotic Verses: chatty cathyUm Naiefhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03079700156633283396noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22668996.post-23066225605915042372007-06-29T01:13:00.000+03:002007-06-29T01:13:00.000+03:00I hate clamming up! I sit there observing myself ...I hate clamming up! I sit there observing myself and wondering why I can't think of anything. Then later I do, and am tempted to write notes on the palm of my hand for next time!Oliviahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04014351759393921274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22668996.post-63599886559859516132007-06-26T20:58:00.000+03:002007-06-26T20:58:00.000+03:00bint battuta, i really enjoyed our lunch. i can't...<B>bint battuta</B>, i really enjoyed our lunch. i can't wait for the next time. :)<BR/><BR/><B>wendy</B>, wow.... you've met some most interesting ppl. someone coming up to me at a train station might sorta weird me out... but, i think it's also quite friendly. you know, come to find out, bint had her pic on her blog in several links, but i had never taken the time to look, so i had no idea what she looked like and she me. so.. it was a nice adventure and i'm glad i took it!<BR/><BR/><B>puppy</B>, you know... you're welcome to come here any time you want. i wish we lived closer so that we could meet. <BR/><BR/><B>olivia</B>, i do exactly the same. if there's silence, i fill it. and here i talk about being shy, which i am, but i guess it's more in larger groups... for the most part. but, like you, when i'm nervous... i talk fast and almost non-stop, but i also clam up at times w/ ppl i like or know well. like when i met my hubby... i couldn't talk to save my life... now he can't shut me up! :)<BR/><BR/><B>thursday</B>, i had a chatty cathy too. :) i think i finally wore that string out! ;) i didn't realize you met joe brown from flickr... wow... that's fabulous. no wonder... you take amazing photos and i'm sure he could tell just how amazing you are!Um Naiefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03079700156633283396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22668996.post-71130992369708955302007-06-26T18:43:00.000+03:002007-06-26T18:43:00.000+03:00I had a chatty Cathy doll. Blogmeets are always v...I had a chatty Cathy doll. Blogmeets are always very nerve-racking, I've done it with three bloggers, all of whom are now friends and one Flickr'r who's now my partner so I've done really, really well!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22668996.post-19431637482401435552007-06-25T22:36:00.000+03:002007-06-25T22:36:00.000+03:00hehhee, you're funny tooners. Anyway, am glad you...hehhee, you're funny tooners. Anyway, am glad your lunch meeting turned out well and that you have made another friend. Definitely finding your feet in your adopted country, eh?<BR/><BR/>I notice I get chatty when I am nervous too. I think of ALL sorts of things to say. This ability fails me when I really actually DO need to talk to someone I like.<BR/><BR/>For instance, I have rescued all sorts of awkward dates by chatting, and they took it that I liked them. I also do this with people who are more shy than I am.Oliviahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04014351759393921274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22668996.post-40555999706995604752007-06-25T07:22:00.000+03:002007-06-25T07:22:00.000+03:00Yeah you girls are lucky, meeting each other chatt...Yeah you girls are lucky, meeting each other chatting, that is the benefit of being in the same country.<BR/><BR/>What about others? :)Puppyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07469920432368113150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22668996.post-48825610534876912282007-06-25T05:01:00.000+03:002007-06-25T05:01:00.000+03:00Meeting with a stranger has a lot of uncertainly a...Meeting with a stranger has a lot of uncertainly about it. I have had to at least three times and this was without prior photos so I had no idea what the person looked like. One was at a train station (ah, she had found our pics on the internet somehow). Another time, I opened a door and thought she was a sister as she was nowhere like the spikeyhaired red stockinged leftie I thought would be there. Another was a Fijian guy so that was easy to spot. All worked out swimmingly.<BR/>w.Peceli and Wendy's Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01165668047817341837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22668996.post-13729424263871282242007-06-24T22:01:00.000+03:002007-06-24T22:01:00.000+03:00um naief, you're so sweet but there's really no ne...um naief, you're so sweet but there's really no need to feel self-conscious - you definitely didn't scare me away! it was a lot of fun, and we should do it again sometime!bint battutahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08753131660641791299noreply@blogger.com