tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542645745020472639.post1574780992558231492..comments2023-12-29T18:28:48.155-08:00Comments on Chimaera Contemplations: On misanthropyLauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00682513110485580000noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542645745020472639.post-18530940494691879492008-12-16T22:24:00.000-08:002008-12-16T22:24:00.000-08:00Thanks! That stopping caring thing is probably ju...Thanks! That stopping caring thing is probably just a function of getting older. I don't care nearly so much what people think now as I did 10 or 15 years ago. I do worry sometimes that I look a little odd because I'll be thinking something and making a corresponding face without realizing it. I'll never do well at poker.<BR/><BR/>I actually started writing another post on misanthropy while I was writing this one. I'll finish and post that soon.Lauriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00682513110485580000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1542645745020472639.post-18212224437914964382008-12-15T13:00:00.000-08:002008-12-15T13:00:00.000-08:00Hmmmm. That post could almost have been written by...Hmmmm. That post could almost have been written by me. <BR/><BR/>Enjoying being by myself with a book? Check - there's little better. Not too keen on getting into the office early, that requires getting out of bed, but I've often done it the other way around - by staying late after everyone has gone home. I usually eat at my desk, or wait until the canteen is empty before eating there. I also kind of like being in at the weekends, when the place is pretty much empty.<BR/><BR/>Eating at restaurants alone? Check. Not something I'd usually bother to go out and do, but I have no problems doing it from time to time.<BR/><BR/>Going to the cinema alone? Check. Not done it for a while (I have bit more of a social life these days than during other times) but it used to be a fairly regular occurrence.<BR/><BR/>Going out riding horses? OK, never done that, but substitute 'horse' with 'car' and you're pretty close. When I was an undergrad up in Scotland I used to just hop in the car on sunny evenings and go driving around the coast. Don't recall talking to the car, but I talk to myself, <I>a lot</I>. The only concern I have is not that I talk to myself too much, it's that I've begun to stop caring about getting caught doing it!<BR/><BR/>Biking alone? Check, well, up until recently, anyway - some kindly individual relieved me of my mountain bike a couple of months ago.<BR/><BR/>I have certainly spent a lot of time by myself, and have not only got used to it, but have essentialy come to <I>need</I> some time to myself, or I start to get grouchy.<BR/><BR/>I think that I see myself as a <I>passive</I> misanthrope - I don't actively hate people, I even like the <I>idea</I> of people, I just prefer not to be around them too much.<BR/><BR/>Interesting post.artificialhabitathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16330841622691838367noreply@blogger.com