{"id":18,"date":"2003-06-02T19:47:00","date_gmt":"2003-06-02T19:47:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jeffreyatw.wordpress.com\/2003\/06\/02\/traces-of-angst-perhaps\/"},"modified":"2003-06-02T19:47:00","modified_gmt":"2003-06-02T19:47:00","slug":"traces-of-angst-perhaps","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/2003\/06\/traces-of-angst-perhaps\/","title":{"rendered":"Traces of angst, perhaps?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>And once again it gets to the point where I have NOTHING to say at the worst (best?) of times. And I thought I was such an interesting person.<br \/>\n<a HREF=\"http:\/\/www.livejournal.com\/~hopelesromantik\">Amelia<\/a> has confessed a good ol&#8217; fashioned crush on me, and the feelings are being returned, and I&#8217;m trying to work it into some sort of relationship. I&#8217;m sure she is too. Yet it&#8217;s those moments where we pass each other in the hall, or actually find ourselves sitting somewhere together that I have nothing really interesting to say. But I guess the only solution is just to think of something, eh?! It&#8217;s time to generate some topics of discussion so I appear as an intriguing person OFFLINE&#8230;<br \/>\nBut still&#8230; 3 times during the day where we find ourselves open to great discussion and I find myself straying off and trying to &#8220;save face&#8221; by going off and chatting with other people. Gah, I&#8217;m sure you understand my dilemma.<br \/>\nBut for whatever reason, something I did at lunch was entitled &#8220;cute,&#8221; so I can&#8217;t be totally screwing up my chances at gooood comuuuunicaaaation. Wah, I&#8217;m starting to feel bad about myself. I shouldn&#8217;t do that.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>And once again it gets to the point where I have NOTHING to say at the worst (best?) of times. And I thought I was such an interesting person. Amelia has confessed a good ol&#8217; fashioned crush on me, and the feelings are being returned, and I&#8217;m trying to work it into some sort of&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/2003\/06\/traces-of-angst-perhaps\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Traces of angst, perhaps?<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}