Makes Sense to Me

I thought that this was a pretty interesting, and in my mind accurate, take on the different types of "love."

Also, I found this article on Limerence that seemed to be a pretty accurate summation of that tortuous feeling that's been making its rounds recently.

Thoughts?

My Mother's Great, Great, Great, Great... Great Grandfather

Summary

I think I've explored this topic to an acceptable degree. Laura made some good points last night about the validity of the logic, but stressed that logic wasn't everything. And that's where we disagree. I think one should act logically. That's the ideal. This doesn't mean you can't love someone, you don't have to be a robot. You just have to be able to defend your actions to an acceptable degree. So, when it comes to morality, I want morals logical.

Of course, I'll admit this is all theory. I think that I, personally, could handle because I value logic more than I value my individual desires. The one thing that keeps me going is obtaining a job teaching English in a school that lets me do what I want to do. Diversify education, focusing on enjoyment, personal exploration, and actually learning things of value (ie, writing, critical thinking, and debating civily). Everything else is just bonus points.

I doubt I'll ever get a chance to try the whole "polyamory" thing. I doubt that I'll even need it, although I still believe it could heighten life if done correctly. I just don't think most people in this generation could handle it. I'm not thoroughly convinced I could, although I've got a better shot than most. But you can be sure that if I have a kid, I'm going to teach him/her that other people's happiness is just as (but not more) important as their own. That love is not one thing between a man and a woman, but a bond between a person and humanity. Or select members. An exclusive orgy, if you will.

Which you won't. But they might. Oh jeez, I've already given "the talk," and I don't even want kids yet. Oy vey.

Funny... Once you get it:

A Place Where Everyone Knows Your Name

I don't want to lose the friends I've made. Kathryn van Eenam was telling me about her "Death List." No, I don't mean opponents of Roger Federer (her one true love and messiah)... (he's a famous tennis player). It's a list of people she'd like to know if they die. Kind of a weird idea, but the idea is rather endearing. Persisting friendships, despite a lack of correspondence.

I'm worried that, as I grow older, I'll lose my friends and end up more or less "alone." Friends are nice because they're people you enjoy, who you know you enjoy. Unlike coworkers, they're sort of "sure things." I don't want to lose that. I don't want to lose the people who cheer me up, even if they don't even realize they're doing it. Who make me feel like I have people out there who care, people who know me.

I've sort of surprised myself in how well I've been able to keep up with the people I knew from high school (the ones I associated with the most). For instance, I still talk to David Duncan, David Sugue, Ellen, and Cory on a pretty regular basis, in one form or another. And I like that. I mean, I've made new friends. But I don't want to sacrifice the old ones at their expenses. I know things change and people become distant. But I don't want to completely lose hold of people from my past. Instant messenging is a great asset in this department, and fortunately although much of my time is taken now, I've been able to maintain plenty of old and new relationships.

Will it continue? I don't know. I hope so. We'll see. It'd be kind of nice, though, to look back 4, 10, 20 years in the future and be able to say "You know what? I still keep in touch with people I knew from high school. More than a bi-monthly pity party, but actually keep up with them and even, heaven forbid, real life association with them."

I know most of you will fade. That's just how things happen. I just don't want it all to go. I don't want to be alone. I mean, even if I do find a wife/significant other, I still want friends to partay/loaf around with. Are the two mutually exclusive? Maybe. I hope not. So much speculation...

Just remember. Gone, but not forgotten. Not forgotten for many, many, many years...

Premonitions of Perturbitude

Drunk people drive me crazy. For instance, my father drunk just talks on and on and on, so you stand there and nod your head for 20 minutes as he tells you "writing and teaching are the most important professions a man can have" or noble or honorable or something, presumably to justify my less than fantastic career choice/college. He'll vicariously through me one way or the other, I suppose. Maybe that's overly cynical, but it's not too farfetched either.

At any rate, that's preferable to trying to leave, then he just gets angry and things rapidly go downhill. So, tonight, I wonder whether my roommate is getting intimate with some J-E-L-L-O (It's Underage!) shots. So here's my question:

Is the drinking worse after a win or after a loss?

Thoughts?

My answer to this. Reciprocity's a lovely thing...

In the beginning God created Man. And then he thought Man needed a companion, so he created Woman. But Man liked to sleep a lot and woman wanted to go out and shop or something, so God created the clitoris. Woman promptly forgot about it and kept complaining. So God created marriage so man would have to at least pretend to listen to woman until she finally shut her trap. Woman, however, never did stop talking, so God invented senility and woman finally started making sense. Then God got annoyed and created prostrate and breast cancer to kill them both off ironically. The End.