I'm like a hunter of peace, chasing after the elusive mayfly of love... or something like that.

Friday, April 29, 2005

And then I forget to finish it.


Well, crap. I could finish talking about what I was going to talk about before, but it's too late for most of it. If you still don't know/want to know about the LTJ concert (which, except for Kane Hodder, was freakin' awesome), talk to me. Or someone else who went.

I can talk about something else, though. It's not often that I get to be at the forefront of trends. With the recent resurgence of Pokemon, though, I may finally get my chance. It's not going to be a major sweeping-the-school/state/nation trend, but if I can help get a bunch of people I know doing something, I'll be happy. (If you really need someone to blame, blame Forrey. He brought Pokemon Pinball to school a while ago, prompting first me, then Marty, to bring our Game Boys and Pokemon games. Jon M. started doing it, and it spread from there.

Now there is a rather large local Pokemon tournament being organized. Mickols is the brains behind this one. I will be there in full force, rockin' my newly trained team. If you're interested (there's no set date yet, but it will most likely be on a Saturday afternoon in a couple of weeks from around 1-5 p.m.) and don't mind a small ($2-$5) cost for renting a room at the Chan Rec Center, talk to one of us at school. Or whenever.

Oh yeah, and MEW GLITCH RULES. Thank you.

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

OMGWTFBBQ


Holy god damn! I haven't posted in, like, three weeks. Or something. I like how my first sentence kind of contradicted itself.

So, first, the most important and also recent news. As you may or may not know, the Knowledge Bowl state tournament was yesterday and today. I had a freakin' great time. Most importantly, though...

WE GOT SECOND


Hell yeah! I was seriously giddy for a half hour after I found out. I'll give you the full story when I have more time (or you could just talk to me at school), but now is just recap time.

Everyone should go here and vote for Catie. Why? BECAUSE.

***TO BE CONTINUED***

Saturday, April 02, 2005

An essay, of sorts


I hope the formatting isn't screwed up on this one.


I think it's a waste of time trying to name feelings, or assuming that they
always fit into neatly defined boundaries. Saying that there's no middle
ground between "infatuation" and "love" is ignorant and naïve, and I know a
little something about naïveté. Agonizing about whether or not something is
really "love", especially after the fact, can only really lead to more
confusion.


For anyone who's interested, here are my thoughts on love:



LOVE AND THE EXPRESSION THEREOF

Harder than it sounds.


So. Love. It's hard to define. It's a feeling you have. You don't really
know when you have this feeling. You may only have something like this
feeling, because there are an almost infinite amount of varying degrees of
this feeling, running the gamut from childish "puppy" love to pure physical
attraction (lust) to feelings of deep emotional attraction ("true" love).
You can also find yourself experiencing any degree or combination of these
feelings, which is why it's so damned hard to define. For the purposes of
this short essay, I'll use "love" to denote feelings more towards the
deep-emotional-bonds end of the scale and "lust" for feelings more toward
the purely-physical end.


Now. Using love and lust as our two arbitrary definitions, we can begin
adding information. Almost everyone feels lust, and generally it's easily
distinguishable from love. For example, Keira Knightley is smokin' hot, but
I certainly wouldn't seriously say that I love her. However, people can
confuse the two fairly easily. This rarely ends well. Just to confuse things
even more, lust is inspired not just by physical attractiveness, but by
power, money, or whatever else the luster considers attractive.


Love is, once again, harder to define. Physical attractiveness is pretty
much universal; thus, it's fairly easily understood. Love is a much more
complex, more human emotion. So I won't waste time babbling.


Generally, you can determine if you're into the "love" end of the spectrum
when you can separate the terms "like" and "love".
An example:

Person A: "How could you [objectionable action]?"

Person B: "You're blowing it all out of proportion. Besides,
[excuse]."


Person A: "I still love you, I just don't like you right now."

In this case, there's a strong underlying feeling that isn't going to be
shaken by whatever stupid thing the couple's fighting about at the
moment.


People prefer to think of things in neat and orderly terms, which is why
I've used basic terms like "lust", "love", and "like" to describe far more
complex feelings. Unfortunately, people tend to have different ideas about
the exact definitions of the basic terms they use. What results is best
described as two people speaking the same language with different
dictionaries. All of the individual words are understood, but generally not
how the speaker intended them to be understood. Love, like all emotions, has
varying degrees of intesity. The inevitable problem, then, is two people
using the same word to describe totally different feelings.


This type of problem tends to crop up near the ends of relationships. An
example: Two people, Person A and Person B, have been in a long
relationship. Person A's love, in the sense of "wanting a relationship",
begins to wane. However, Person A's love in the sense of "respect" and
"friendship" remain unchanged. Essentially, Person A is thinking "I do not
want to be Person B's significant other any longer." Person B has a
different definition of love, in which the whole kit'n'kaboodle is grouped
together under one word and is inseparable: Love equals relationship +
respect + friendship. As a result, when A tells B "I want to break up with
you, though I still love you", B is understandably confused. This confusion
is compounded because B also thinks that if love exists, it can't simply
wane, fade, or change. Person A thinks (and feels) differently.


Overall, a huge mess results from a misunderstanding. This misunderstanding
may or may not be compounded by someone's naïveté and inexperience, but
that's a whole different story. The point brought forth here is that it's
near-impossible to make feelings completely and clearly understood,
especially when trying to use basic words.


And that kind of ramble/rant/essay is what I'm all about. It's the kind of
thing I talk to myself about. I'll try to bring more of that to this blog,
because talking to the Internet instead of talking to myself
makes me seem... saner.