strangers in the night

i have a strange sense of loyalty. in fact i'm not even sure if it can be defined as loyalty. i think attachment is more the word. i attribute human qualities to inanimate objects. i often think i could even hurt their feelings.

for example, i've been thinking of getting my own wesbite & of course an important part of it would be a blog but i feel awful about leaving Blogger. i mean, hello, how can i be so ungrateful. http://life-and-all-that-jazz.blogspot.com has been there for me when i've bin bored, happy, sad, blah & especially when i've been stressed (read: exam time!) so how can i desert him. i don't know how, why or when but Blogger is also a 'him'. sometimes i think of moving to Wordpress but then i feel like that would be the biggest betrayal to Blogger!

similarly, when my parents sold the first car i really had any memories with and about, i was very upset. i liked the new car just fine but i fel like we were betraying our poor little red car by selling her. yes, she's a 'her'.

yes, i have strange thoughts & even stranger emotions. i even have trouble changing phone numbers coz i grow attached to my numbers!

i know there will be some psychobabble that will explain the deep underlying trauma that leads to this strangeness! bleh! i prefer to look at it as just another quirk that makes me me!