Accountable Infinity However (Letters to Myself)
27 oct 2002
Yesterday while Kyle & Tony & Crawford were talking, children came up. Tony said he doesn't want kids, because he can never love someone simply because they are a member of his family. He cannot love someone unconditionally because he sees their faults. I love people unconditionally, but later I see their faults. This leads to me being disappointed in people when I discover their true motives.
I’m not sure which is better. To begin disappointed, or to end up that way.* Not everybody disappoints me, and if they do it’s usually because I painted just too big a picture around them. When I meet a person, I see how they look, hear what they say, and assume they are complete unto themselves. Revelation of the month: Not everybody is.
I can just hear Rachel’s voice, “Tony’s just cynical, that bitter dyke”. (I don’t get the ‘bitter dyke’ thing. Someone really should explain it to me.)
The thing is, Tony’s cynicism is one of the things I like most about him. I think being cynical is the most natural response to our culture. But being cynical on a personal level, to the people around you, just pushes people away. I think you have to differentiate between memes and the people who happen to believe them. The memes of our culture are certainly something to be cynical about. People aren’t.
My quote of the year sophomore year comes to mind. “we are all being fooled, though no one is fooling us”.
*Of course these aren't the only options. One could just not care, and thus never be dissappointed.
I’m not sure which is better. To begin disappointed, or to end up that way.* Not everybody disappoints me, and if they do it’s usually because I painted just too big a picture around them. When I meet a person, I see how they look, hear what they say, and assume they are complete unto themselves. Revelation of the month: Not everybody is.
I can just hear Rachel’s voice, “Tony’s just cynical, that bitter dyke”. (I don’t get the ‘bitter dyke’ thing. Someone really should explain it to me.)
The thing is, Tony’s cynicism is one of the things I like most about him. I think being cynical is the most natural response to our culture. But being cynical on a personal level, to the people around you, just pushes people away. I think you have to differentiate between memes and the people who happen to believe them. The memes of our culture are certainly something to be cynical about. People aren’t.
My quote of the year sophomore year comes to mind. “we are all being fooled, though no one is fooling us”.
*Of course these aren't the only options. One could just not care, and thus never be dissappointed.
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Blake is the root cause of all pain & suffering.
Today I went to a protest in Madison, against the war, and then onward to Rachel's house for the third annual Halloween party. I think this was the best yet. Smaller than usual, pretty much the normal crowd, but I heard Tony & Kyle talking philosophically, honestly; Mary & Sarah pondering having the entire genius population of MHS think they are lesbians, Gus dressed as Mia Jovovich, Alex hot as Bruce Lee, Tony hot as a half-ninja, & Rachel hot as Tank Girl. Teresa was hot too, probably just as herself. Mary & Sarah are always hot. Bekah & Nik were one via chain. Sam complemented my pioneerness & Evan complemented my hair (very shallow, I know, but I sometimes like these things). Barbie was there & it was great to see her. But to top it all off, Ian & Nate choose to battle Hammer Man & Nate's secret weapon, Nail Man. Jesus, those guys are hilarious. Hilarious.
Sam makes an excellent man-pillow, which I was really enjoying, untill Blake tickled me, filling my scalp with hair-knives, which attacked Sam, causing great pain and suffering. This is the reason Blake is the root cause of all pain and suffering. It all starts with the hair knives. I felt the need to avenge Sam's pain by kicking Blake, but according to Newton's second law, every action has an equal & opposite reaction, so the force that was applied to Blake via kick was also applied to Sam via push. It was all very unfortunate.
Then Blake elbowed Nate, Nate blamed me, I sought to defend the honour of my name, & it descended into chaos from there. Sam ended up off the couch, I on the floor, battling Blake with my feet while trying to steal his glasses with my hands, and Rebecca joined the fray by claiming Sam's spot for her own. Too bad Nate decided only three people fit on the couch! By the time Rachel came downstairs to break it up, I was attempting to wedge myself between Nate & Blake. And now I am at home, with Thomas on my lap & Sable fighting for control of the keyboard. Honestly, is there a worse place for a cat to like to sit?
I'll write more about the protest, bus ride, true love, & Hammer Man tommarroww when I awaken. Though not neccassarily in that order, becasue they cannot assume that order of importance.
--Sarah--
Today I went to a protest in Madison, against the war, and then onward to Rachel's house for the third annual Halloween party. I think this was the best yet. Smaller than usual, pretty much the normal crowd, but I heard Tony & Kyle talking philosophically, honestly; Mary & Sarah pondering having the entire genius population of MHS think they are lesbians, Gus dressed as Mia Jovovich, Alex hot as Bruce Lee, Tony hot as a half-ninja, & Rachel hot as Tank Girl. Teresa was hot too, probably just as herself. Mary & Sarah are always hot. Bekah & Nik were one via chain. Sam complemented my pioneerness & Evan complemented my hair (very shallow, I know, but I sometimes like these things). Barbie was there & it was great to see her. But to top it all off, Ian & Nate choose to battle Hammer Man & Nate's secret weapon, Nail Man. Jesus, those guys are hilarious. Hilarious.
Sam makes an excellent man-pillow, which I was really enjoying, untill Blake tickled me, filling my scalp with hair-knives, which attacked Sam, causing great pain and suffering. This is the reason Blake is the root cause of all pain and suffering. It all starts with the hair knives. I felt the need to avenge Sam's pain by kicking Blake, but according to Newton's second law, every action has an equal & opposite reaction, so the force that was applied to Blake via kick was also applied to Sam via push. It was all very unfortunate.
Then Blake elbowed Nate, Nate blamed me, I sought to defend the honour of my name, & it descended into chaos from there. Sam ended up off the couch, I on the floor, battling Blake with my feet while trying to steal his glasses with my hands, and Rebecca joined the fray by claiming Sam's spot for her own. Too bad Nate decided only three people fit on the couch! By the time Rachel came downstairs to break it up, I was attempting to wedge myself between Nate & Blake. And now I am at home, with Thomas on my lap & Sable fighting for control of the keyboard. Honestly, is there a worse place for a cat to like to sit?
I'll write more about the protest, bus ride, true love, & Hammer Man tommarroww when I awaken. Though not neccassarily in that order, becasue they cannot assume that order of importance.
--Sarah--
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