“Why we enjoy telling people off”. What are the odds?
We’re heading out for Rose this afternoon, rather than tomorrow, so that Mother-dear can rest up for a day.
I have directions from Charlotte to the hotel in Lexington we’ll visit tonight. I don’t need directions from Lexington to Paris, should I choose to visit my grandmother and brother. Then there are directions from Lexington to Luke’s, should we choose to stop by, and directions from Luke’s to Terre Haute. If not, I have directions from Lexington to Terre Haute. I have phone numbers of hotels and people I may visit.
What I don’t have is all my shit packed. Le sigh. At least I can travel “light”, since the bulk of my stuff is in storage…
… Or “Teaching your friends how to administer a ‘verbal ass-kicking'”.
Now, the last post wasn’t particularly intended to be an ass-kicking. More of a boundary-setting. But it was the firmness of my intent that mattered, I think.
As it is when I snap at J. for failing to deliver a story on time.
As it was with the e-mail I sent to the new president of Rose-Hulman and his secretary when he slowed down production of the newspaper by not having his Freshman Orientation Letter and signature to us.
But both Bob and Luke (affectionately known as “Bluke Starlein”) have asked me how I remain respectful while being firm. Luke said, “You get the point across that an ass has been kicked/chewed, but you have recently done it in such a way that no one can really complain about what you’ve said.” We’re going to leave that “recently” alone for the moment. Bluke has [have?–there are two included in that subject…] also asked me to provide lessons to teach them how to do it.
…because some things need to be set straight.
I write for me.
I’ll even say it again, in a different way: This blog, its posts, and this entire site are written for me.
Yes, I do make inside jokes that particular groups of friends will appreciate. Yes, I do write in a style that indicates feedback is acceptable and awesome. I enjoy getting feedback, and I don’t mind having conversation about things I post, because I enjoy evoking laughter and thought. I even avoid writing certain things when I’m fairly sure that friends would be offended by them.
But I write for me. I write in a style that reflects the tenuous conclusions of my thoughts, and I write so that I may better examine and explore them.
Sometimes folks forget that, in writing for me, I write so that I know what the hell I’m talking about.
… but funny nonetheless. I stole a meme from Karsh. I speculated on some of the questions using my profound knowledge of self (hmph), because, well, I’ve never been in a long-term relationship.
You are a RSIG–Reserved Sentimental Intellectual Giver. This makes you a People-Pleaser.
Oh, RSIG! You are the most complicated and dynamic of any type. You are brilliant, tender, romantic and a joy to be with. You’re the favorite of many of your friends. It’s just not a party until you get there. You are bursting with feeling and sentiment and insight but you very rarely express it — it’s not how you want to present yourself to the world. Although you are always studying your non-romantic relationships — you turn a blind eye to romantic relationships.