September 25th, 2008
|06:06 am - California Girls|
Happy Equinox, belated.
Let's see... I've been dating some, and of course it's thrown me into full-blown anthropologist mode. Here I am in California, theoretical home of the beautiful people, and I have been asked on and out on more dates in the last two months than in the last ten years. I can look in the mirror, and I really do not look even remotely like my mental pictures of attractive CA girls. I certainly don't think I'm ugly (any more; growing up I took the words of assholes for more than they were worth) but in the past I'd be surprised to find my nekkid picture pinned up on some-one's wall. So huh. Not complaining, just a compulsive analyzer.
Recovery goes well, I have 155 days today; six months on 23 October. There is Drama at the Meeting Place, which is the closest hall with meetings all day, that involves some of the folks I live with, but it doesn't involve ME and I aim to keep it that way.
On the other hand, the problem with serenity as a default state is there isn't much to say. I'm sure you probably don't really care about the minutia of weather differences in Fall PNW vs Fall SoCal, no matter how much fun I have observing them.
|Date:||September 25th, 2008 10:33 am (UTC)|| |
You little scamp!
Ulysses believes that people in Seattle are the least friendly people on the face of the earth. I'm guessing that makes a difference -- whether people are from a culture where they feel comfortable just asking people out. Because you are, in fact, beautiful, whether people are in the habit of telling you that or not.
Trivia: when we first moved up here, I had junior high classmates who claimed to not believe I was from California, because I didn't have a tan.
Do you get fog and Santa Ana winds there? Those were my two favorite soCal weather patterns and they happen in the fall. But that was in, you know, Santa Ana.
|Date:||September 25th, 2008 11:03 am (UTC)|| |
Heh, and thank you. I'm starting to feel beautiful, and I believe comportment does have a lot to do with it.
Myself, I have actually gotten the tannest ever on my legs and arms from wearing shorts and tank-tops - but I still look pale next to the vast majority of people here. I've got the flip-flops tan lines and everything...
I haven't seen fog on the ground, but we have had one or two days where it does the familiar overcast-fog-that-burns-off-before-noon business, and one or two days where there were actually patchy clouds. We haven't gotten the winds yet but I anticipate we will - Erika house at ABT, for example, had no patio awning because after three blew away they decided to stop wasting money on giant aluminum kites.
So far, the most dramatic and somewhat alarming difference in the general population that I've found is people with any education to speak of beyond high school tend to be Not From Around Here. But my sample size is small and my population somewhat biased, so the only reason I mention it is it coming up in conversation last night at dinner.
I certainly don't think I'm ugly (any more; growing up I took the words of assholes for more than they were worth) but in the past I'd be surprised to find my nekkid picture pinned up on some-one's wall.
I was just thinking recently that my house needs more posters...
Weather's gotta have something to do with social atmosphere. Japan's different between spring summer fall and winter. In summer everyone's hot sticky sweaty and irritable and just looking for someone to vent their irritation on. In winter everyone's closed to the elements and to each other. But in spring and fall, people seem to breathing a sigh of relief, and are more friendly.