It’s kinda sad, really. My previous post talked about the hoop-la (pardon the pun) caused by a certain project put together by a certain Hoopty. I’ve been reading (on a fairly regular basis) participants in the electronic shouting match. I’m not going to post names or links to individuals to fuel the fire, but it’s sad to have respect for people, their writing, and their ideas, only to have those same people almost impolde when criticized. A fair number of people (though not even close to all of them) have shown such tremendous immaturity when dealing with “the other side of the coin” and criticism, that I wonder if their wonderful writing, their popularity, their apparent maturity, isn’t just how they are on the “happy days” when people agree with them. We all know people like that… online or off… that are great to have around, as long as you don’t disagree with them. But the point isn’t that people shouldn’t disagree… from conflict comes growth, but when it’s over… it’s over. Is it REALLY worth a huge “fuck you” and “let’s forget we were ever friends”? Maybe. My feeling now, though, is that the people saying “You’re either for me, or against me” didn’t change… it just took a situation like this that started out on such petty terms, to bring to light the true content of their character.
I’ve decided that my left pinky is, indeed, broken. How did I come to this conclusion? My finger is turning purple, though rather slowly. I’m down to probably 25% range-of-motion, and pressure on the finger doesn’t hurt in the top two thirds of the finger or any of the joints. So what does that mean? It’s not dislocated. Dislocation would hurt mainly at the joint… and my finger joints don’t hurt in the least. However, squeezing the bit of finger between my hand and my first knucke produces a pretty substantial, and rather sharp, pain. Oh well, at least it’s cool looking. If it starts getting much worse I’ll probably go get someone with a Ph.D. to look at it. I wonder if Dr. Summers knows anything about medicine. Speaking of my favorite Professor, here are some quotes from class this week that I thought y’all might enjoy:
“We would never have a formal wedding without the throwing of, uhhhh, stuff.”
“I’m just glad that there’s a biological clock in the women. When that clock goes off, men, nothing will save you. She’ll have her two kids.”
“What kind of cigarettes do women advertise? prissy voice Virginia Slims you konw, the dainty ones. Not Marlboros. gruff voice No, you have to be on a horse to smoke a Marlboro.”
I had the pleasure of running my first [Circle K] meeting tonight. It went well, I suppose. I only started 3 minutes late. Prior to Circle K, [Abby] and I cooked dinner. She brought the vegetable and went and got sweet tea for us. That was pretty cool. After Circle K, my pal Kristi was kind enough to fix me a wonderful Pina Colada… yum! Thanks Kristi and Abby. Y’all rock.
Well… that’s all for tonight… but, damnit, sign the friggin’ guestbook if you’ve not done that yet. 
Pete, about the finger. I wouldn\’t worry. It\’s been my experience that all they can do for you at the PhD is put a splint on and give you pain relievers. But, hey, you might want that, I don\’t know.
Yeah… in fact, I was telling someone that just a few hours ago. Silly girl wanted me to go see a doctor. Hah! I need a doctor like I need instructions to put together a bike.
I KNOW you weren\’t talking about me! I\’m not popular, and I can\’t write … So there.
While I wasn\’t talking about you, I\’ll have to disagree with your appraisal of your writing ability.
dude.. if your finger\’s broken, it would help to have a splint on it so that it doesn\’t make it worse.. like playing basketball with it! you don\’t want to have a deformed pinky! it would make you less attractive than you already are.. haha jk.