Thursday, January 18, 2007

A shrink or a chic

Which one do I need.

I have mentioned before how I often purge my phonebook, for no other reason than protecting me from myself. I have manic-depressive tendencies and sometimes get overwhelmed by rather strong urges. Now when this happens, I invariably turn to my phone, in an attempt to quell the demons.

I have a number of categories of chics in my phonebook. Family and relatives [cousins aren't classified here]. Well, these aren't relevant for this discussion. Those who I can flirt with and those who I can't. That's all. Most of the times I delete numbers, it's to protect those in the second category from me. And as a consequence protect myself as well.

Case in point. There's this lady I got to know some time back. [she actually got a baby boy this past Sunday] One Friday evening as I was making my way home, I got hit by a bout of mania. I was going to give her a call when I realized I didn't have her number. I remember laughing to [at] myself because whatever it was I was going to tell her would probably not have been an appropriate thing to tell a married woman.

Then there are these moments when I just crave talking to someone. These moments always seem to come on those cold nights. Late nights. I always put a disclaimer a la "I hope this doesn't wake you ..." but his kind of thing isn't fair if the other party is a non-galfriend or, well, just a friend.

Perhaps what I need is to be talking to a shrink during these difficult times. Just to have a chat and whatnot. Besides. He said I could call him anytime.

13 Comments:

Anonymous Betty said...

okay, been reading this blog for like forever..time to put in my 2cents worth..
uhm ,yeah was gonna say-i feel you on those tu moments when u really just wanna talk to someone about everything and nothing under the sun,just so u cld feel lots better-am a conversation person, i love talking to people and at times when i get thos lil' cravings,i talk!!..now you, i do not think you need a shrink lol and those calls that begin with 'i hope i didn't wake u..' aren't destined to girlfriends only (or so i think)..ure kawa close friends should be there even at 3am when u call just to uliza.."unado?"..otherwise they are useless friends!aii,i better stop here before it becomes a post in itself.

Friday, January 19, 2007 2:40:00 PM  
Blogger Princess said...

I agree with Betty!! I once read a quote somewhere that stated "It's the friends you can call at 4am that matter." My friends call me up at weird hours whenever they need to talk!!

Saturday, January 20, 2007 1:55:00 AM  
Blogger Samborera said...

betty - I still get surprised that people read this blog. I'm starting to wonder how many are out there.

And it's not my guy friends I crave to call on those lonely nights. [Not sure if I have chic friends who I can do this with]. So you can be my call-buddy? As opposed to another type of buddy, similarly associated with late night calls.

princess - I wouldn't typically hear my phone if someone calls me in the dead of night. It's always on vibrate. The friends who matter text me on Friday, or Saturday, and save me from the torture that is watching telly.

Saturday, January 20, 2007 1:18:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sam,

I have a sibling who's manic depressive, so I know firsthand how that can get.

I hope you can develop a list of friends around you, some of them women, whom you know and trust whom you can tell, sometimes I get like this and when I do, just work with me because it's a tunnel and I'm going to get out of it.

Aside from the shrink who's important, of course.

Belated happy new year.

Monday, January 22, 2007 12:56:00 PM  
Blogger Samborera said...

anonymous - I tend to make things sound worse than they really are. I have a couple such friends, but none female. Yet. The new year's been great so far. A happy one to you to.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007 7:29:00 AM  
Anonymous Betty said...

Sambo,quit wondering..too many read this blog,your audience is out there and all over!!

uhm..yeah ati call-buddy? sure!! yeeeey.Ow, yes then there's the part where u sema "As opposed to another type of buddy, similarly associated with late night calls" lol aaight-will do.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007 12:11:00 PM  
Blogger Samborera said...

betty - How now. Who. From where. Why.

So which kind of buddies are we going to be again. The first or the second.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007 2:17:00 PM  
Anonymous Betty said...

lol i thought it was decided we're working on being the first kind? unless ofcourse there are other possible kinds to think about.

Concerning your readers-in brief; people hear,see and like..hence keep reading until one day they just can't read any more and decide to say something and before they know it they're running to check up on new posts in-between classes and can't stop commenting alafu they become addicted to 'the introverts' blog and begin printing out the posts to read to girlfriends during sleep-overs coz they think its cool to sneer and awe at characters in there (introverts included)..'if i was there i'd have slapped him hard!'is what one of the girls might say and everyone else will nod and conlude that men are..(include all insults here)..and on leaving sleep over everyone will go to the office/school and share yesternights conclusion with other girlfriends and the blog link will be passed from one hand to another..*sigh*

get it??

Tuesday, January 23, 2007 3:39:00 PM  
Blogger Samborera said...

Yes, there are 2 kinds of buddies who would make late night calls. One is of course, what you and I will be, as soon as the logistics of exchanging numbers between anonymous people in the blogosphere is sorted out. The other was just something to think about.

Indulge me a little more. People hear from where? And that stuff about printing posts, for sleepovers... Too much. I'm hoping that was more for effect than reality.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007 6:20:00 PM  
Anonymous Betty said...

lol si the printing is for the stalkers and crazy fans,that was just to onyesha how far it could go though it has happened..i read it in some newspaper a while back: some french blogger had some crazy fun like that..got so crazy mpaka the chik anzad some wierd underground club in Uni where she'd read out his posts every week and all.

Anyway..yeah,i mentioned it for the effect.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007 7:12:00 PM  
Blogger Samborera said...

I was getting a little bit concerned there.

Ok. You know a lot more about me than me you. How does a guy get your number.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007 7:29:00 AM  
Anonymous Betty said...

hehe knowing much about you than you me isn't a bad thing..uhm, am trying to figure out how it works..the giving out a number in this way,any ideas?

Wednesday, January 24, 2007 12:11:00 PM  
Blogger Samborera said...

This has the makings of the classic blind date...

Wednesday, January 24, 2007 2:01:00 PM  

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