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cabbitzilla) wrote2004-06-26 03:20 pm
cabbitzilla) wrote2004-06-26 03:20 pm
Aftermath
Well, welcome to the joys of clarity in the morning.
Last night proved to be one of the roughest in a long time. Someone else's (to my mind) narrow minded and puzzlingly hostile world view impacted me directly. In the carnage that resulted, my friends list is now one less, and my right hand is bandaged following the caving in of the drawer front of my steel desk. The single most frustrating aspect is that it was completely avoidable and unnecessary; it was a deliberate and pre-meditated step across the line of social courtesy. I don't understand why common decency is such a hard concept for some folk to adapt to. Where is the sense is being nasty and judgmental, when the biggest problem you face is other folk being nasty and judgmental towards you?
*shakes her head* It was pointed out by someone dear last night that I'm accomplishing nothing with my mental tail chasing on this one; there simply isn't an answer that my mind is going to find acceptable. Given that it's become a catch-22, my only real option is to keep moving.
Thank you to the small legion of friends who, knowing only that something had gone horribly wrong, were kind and supportive. In the last two weeks that kind of mood crash has become unusual... and to be honest, while I'm a bit sad that things ended as they did, I'm still in a decent mood. I need to get dressed and make a run to the store, since there's very little left here that's edible. Since I'm actually hungry today, as opposed to yesterday's shocked realization at 3:30am that I'd not eaten at all, I think it's a necessary trip. The thunderstorms that raged through the area last night have abated; it's still overcast, but it's not raining.
*blinks* Well. With the bandage removed, there's one spot where the skin's cracked open completely. Only on. *puzzled frown* How in the heck did that much blood come out of one tiny place? Anyway, the swelling's down as well. While it hurt like hell to rub the BioFreeze stuff into it last night, it seems to have done the trick. Excellent.
And life continues. So allow me to get out of the way and yell GAME ON!.
*blows kisses and pads off to get dressed*
Last night proved to be one of the roughest in a long time. Someone else's (to my mind) narrow minded and puzzlingly hostile world view impacted me directly. In the carnage that resulted, my friends list is now one less, and my right hand is bandaged following the caving in of the drawer front of my steel desk. The single most frustrating aspect is that it was completely avoidable and unnecessary; it was a deliberate and pre-meditated step across the line of social courtesy. I don't understand why common decency is such a hard concept for some folk to adapt to. Where is the sense is being nasty and judgmental, when the biggest problem you face is other folk being nasty and judgmental towards you?
*shakes her head* It was pointed out by someone dear last night that I'm accomplishing nothing with my mental tail chasing on this one; there simply isn't an answer that my mind is going to find acceptable. Given that it's become a catch-22, my only real option is to keep moving.
Thank you to the small legion of friends who, knowing only that something had gone horribly wrong, were kind and supportive. In the last two weeks that kind of mood crash has become unusual... and to be honest, while I'm a bit sad that things ended as they did, I'm still in a decent mood. I need to get dressed and make a run to the store, since there's very little left here that's edible. Since I'm actually hungry today, as opposed to yesterday's shocked realization at 3:30am that I'd not eaten at all, I think it's a necessary trip. The thunderstorms that raged through the area last night have abated; it's still overcast, but it's not raining.
*blinks* Well. With the bandage removed, there's one spot where the skin's cracked open completely. Only on. *puzzled frown* How in the heck did that much blood come out of one tiny place? Anyway, the swelling's down as well. While it hurt like hell to rub the BioFreeze stuff into it last night, it seems to have done the trick. Excellent.
And life continues. So allow me to get out of the way and yell GAME ON!.
*blows kisses and pads off to get dressed*
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I don't know your exact situation, but I can dig your frustration. Suprisingly, one of my knuckles is cut from doing the same thing. From what it sounds like, it seems someone wasn't acting quite proper, and thats ALWAYS frustrating. Like you said, the only thing to do is keep moving.
This may be kinda rude, but are you a small person? It always seems to me small people have the biggest tempers. I'm really rather small, and I have a really big temper, and most of the people I know who are small have giant tempers too.
I apologise for coming out of the blue and bothering you, but you seem like an interesting person.
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It... last night was very frustrating, yes. I will likely never really understand why someone else felt it was necessary... and that's likely partly my own fault. I'm aware that there are mindsets and views that I simply seem unable to fathom; I was born without whatever mental piece makes those outlooks possible, and it's always been a puzzle to me. Because I don't understand it, don't know what to watch for, and can't predict it, it ... hits rather hard.
Small? *laughs* I wish. I'm 6'3", love, and ... fairly massive at that. Internally... yeah, but the visual impression is large. I dabbled in weightlifting at one point, but lacked the drive and focus to do much more than fiddle with it. And given some of the skills and information I've picked up through the years, it... makes my temper more than a little worriesome for me. There are those that scoff... to which my response is usually a pleasant nod. It's not what I want to be known for.
As for bothering me, it's something you probably shouldn't worry about. I tend to be pretty direct at folks that're annoying me. This is more along the lines of a pleasant diversion. *^.^*
*hugs*
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It always hits hard. I don't understand some stuff either, so I just try to quietly go with the flow, which is what you seem to be doing quite well. If you could predict everything, good or bad, what fun would life be really?
Are you really that tall? And weightlifting?! I'm terrified of big people, I'm only 5'5". Remind me not to get on your bad side! I wouldn't scoff, I can understand you denting metal now!
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Relax, sweetie. Ask around and you'll likely be told I'm a pushover. And I've not touched a weight set in... *thinks* Wow. It's been almost 20 years. I was involved in an auto accident (if you can call me colliding with a resturant an 'accident'... massive screwup fits better) in '88 that ended any ideas of continuing weight training. *laughs* Which wouldn't have happened anyway, since I was bored and the boy I was chasing had stopped coming to the gym. :p
I'd offer body parts to be 5'5". :p *covers her eyes* Nope. Not me. I get the 'deluxe lumberjack' package. :p
You're welcome to add me, sure. I'll poke LJ and get you added as well. *laughs* And then I'm going to take a nap. :p
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okies.. i'm off.. left my bunny tied and cuffed and very VERY frustrated... picks up my riding crop to go and play!