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I don't know about the rest of the world, but when my brain is full and I need to remember something new, I'm pretty sure some obsolete fact that I haven't reviewed in years is pushed out to make room for the next new tid-bit.

I sort of feel the same way about my friends. I have a lot of acquaintances, but only a few close friends. And I never seem to have more than a few at a time, no matter my intentions. I was checking out the profile of someone I used to be friends with on myspace (because I'm creepy like that) but really I miss her boys and I got to thinking about how right after we stopped talking, a new friend sort of took her place.

Not intentionally, but I think I'm one of those people who likes to be involved with people, and I get overwhelmed with the obligations that can come along with too many close friends. That, and I don't want to expend the effort if it isn't going to be beneficial to both of us to maintain the friendship. I'm a busy woman, see.

God, this blog sucks. I need to stop with the rambling and write something funny, and interesting, eh? I'm just really having trouble processing things without writing lately, my world seems to have lost some of it's order, I feel hyper-sensitive and I need to get it out before it drives me batty, so.. to my three loyal readers, sorry.

I'll try to find some pictures to put up soon.

(But back to the friend thing) It seems like some people have endless supplies of friends, and I just don't. Or maybe I do, but I don't consider them friends? And realy, what distinguishes a friend, a good friend, and an acquaintance?

(Answer: my mood, and whether I've had my coffee yet, right?)

I think if I tell you intimate details of my life, you're a good friend. It I just tell you details, you're probably just a friend. Everyone else that I speak to is an acquaintance. Maybe? But for me intimate is ... well, you know who you are and what I say without censoring myself. Maybe a bit more TMI than most, but I'm over pretending to be without flaws. Too much energy wasted.

I forgot what my point here was, just to say I guess that I have a limited number of spaces open, a limited amount of time, energy, and self-disclosure that I'm willing to invest when you really never know how long a friendship will last. I value my time alone, so maybe that limits it too.

Eh, who knows. Tomorrow morning I may have something amusing to write. Maybe not though.