Conversation Psychologist

I can't believe the time already. My days have been going by so fast. Especially this week. Tonight we are planning on going out with Barney and Melissa. Should be good.

Although I've noticed I'm not very talkative today. Doesn't bode well, maybe I'll reform myself before then.

Does anyone else get those days, when you just have nothing to say? I couldn't make conversation today even if my life depended on it. Maybe that makes me more unique than most days, because then I start talking about pot holders and other random things. I'm just not a conversationalist. I'm one of those people who stands there and nods their head, almost like I am jamming to the music going on in my head. Then if I get really desperate, I start talking about nonsense, or things I know are going on in their lives. Turn the focus off from me. Limelight, elsewhere. Good. Someone else can be responsible for conversation, for a little while anyways.

Until I remember something really interesting. That usually breaks the ice. Suddenly everyone gets comfortable because I am obviously comfortable talking to them.

I start lighting up room, you know. Okay so that part is in my head. But hey, when you find something interesting for everyone to talk about, it seems like you can't stop talking. Once you pop, you just can't stop. So says the Pringles guy.

I'm the walking talking conversation psychologist.

That's an official term.