You're right! I don't like you!

As I lay in bed last night, not able to fall asleep, and not wanting to count sheep because they're too damn noisy, I thought about something Blaine tells me people say about me: "I don't think your wife likes me very much." And they say it quite a bit. And not just the same person, but numerous different people.

The thing is, they're right. Anyone who knows Blaine irl knows that he is a popular guy...especially in the places we frequent. He has people come up to him constantly...someone he made friends with the last time we were out...that he doesn't remember. He'd make friends with the oak tree outside if I'd let him. I am not the same way. I don't like people. Some assume that because Blaine is their friend, that makes me their friend.

Uh-uh.

So when they come up to me with that fake, high pitched, "Ohhhh, it's so nice to meet you...I've heard so much about you...blah blah blah...," I simply say, "Okay."

I don't smile at them. I don't raise my voice three octaves, and say, "It's so nice to meet you, too, like...ohmigosh!" I don't continue on a conversation with them. I simply say, "Okay," and turn the other way. Then they get all butt hurt and go tell Blaine, "I don't think your wife likes me very much." Good. Then my point came across nicely. Because I don't like them. I don't care who they are or what they do or who they're with. I am very selective about who I allow to remain in my life. I say, "remain" because lots of people come into my life, but not everyone gets to remain there.

I have a lot of friends. I love my friends. I even have internet friends....people I've never met, but I love just the same. I make friends easily, I simply don't allow "just anyone" in.

So, to some, I am rude, and I am a bitch. And I don't care.