Aww. I kind of know what you mean, although in my case it's more an occasional nagging feeling in the back of my mind that I'm too quiet / shy / awkward / socially inept. Probably not really a side of me that you've seen, but it's there.
Your comment on my blog shocked me for a bit, and then I realised that you wrote "giant pens", not "giant penis", and you were not quite as potty-mouthed as I'd thought.
And more games afternoons/evenings sounds like a plan! I may even try to organise such a thing at Animal House; in 2003-04 there was a fine tradition of holding house parties here but it kind of died as housemates came and left since then. At the very least it'd give me an excuse to shout at Andrew a bit until he moves his junk out of the living room.
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Your comment on my blog shocked me for a bit, and then I realised that you wrote "giant pens", not "giant penis", and you were not quite as potty-mouthed as I'd thought.
And more games afternoons/evenings sounds like a plan! I may even try to organise such a thing at Animal House; in 2003-04 there was a fine tradition of holding house parties here but it kind of died as housemates came and left since then. At the very least it'd give me an excuse to shout at Andrew a bit until he moves his junk out of the living room.