Fights make family?

So I was at Brass Ensemble today, and as usual, we were all minorly spatting. But nevertheless, I enjoy it very much, although the music is far from masterly. In fact, we played rather particularly badly this time. Nevertheless, it felt kind of like dancing at home: everyone is ticked off at at least someone, and no one is as good as they should be, but it feels kind of like family. It can't be the same issue of trusting someone enough to fight about them and believe that they'll care enough to fight back and then make up, because it isn't at that level at all... But there's still something to it- perhaps just that the outward sensation is like a miniature version of family disputes? Probably it's just having all those picky details about someone, or at least about some aspect of their lives. One finds out about the hours someone keeps, and their habits, occasionally you see them when they haven't been awake for long, etc...

I spent forever on the phone today: between Nathan, my Mom and Dad, and my grandma- it was just a phoen dominated day. And now I have a sore throat... Hopefully it's just from talking too much on teh phoen, and that the air in dorms is always obscenely dry. But there are lots of people around here who are sick- I Really don't want to be sick... But then, who does?

Liz and I are contemplating a summer ice tea gathering in later November. Should be amusing. We'll see how that develops.

Fights make family?

So I was at Brass Ensemble today, and as usual, we were all minorly spatting. But nevertheless, I enjoy it very much, although the music is far from masterly. In fact, we played rather particularly badly this time. Nevertheless, it felt kind of like dancing at home: everyone is ticked off at at least someone, and no one is as good as they should be, but it feels kind of like family. It can't be the same issue of trusting someone enough to fight about them and believe that they'll care enough to fight back and then make up, because it isn't at that level at all... But there's still something to it- perhaps just that the outward sensation is like a miniature version of family disputes? Probably it's just having all those picky details about someone, or at least about some aspect of their lives. One finds out about the hours someone keeps, and their habits, occasionally you see them when they haven't been awake for long, etc...

I spent forever on the phone today: between Nathan, my Mom and Dad, and my grandma- it was just a phoen dominated day. And now I have a sore throat... Hopefully it's just from talking too much on teh phoen, and that the air in dorms is always obscenely dry. But there are lots of people around here who are sick- I Really don't want to be sick... But then, who does?

Liz and I are contemplating a summer ice tea gathering in later November. Should be amusing. We'll see how that develops.