Classification: rambling

Nathan has contributed a new, bright, and probably dangerous idea in the "classification" of friends: labelling such as apprentice, journeyman, master, and adept. Yes, I read too much fantasy. (BORGlings anonymous?) It would, of course, make things even easier than the current semi-system (friends, friends with a 14-point f, and Friends, although said system breaks down often). THis is possibly a bad thing: classification causes, or could cause, stagnation, potentially of a sort that I wouldn't want.

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Classification: rambling

Nathan has contributed a new, bright, and probably dangerous idea in the "classification" of friends: labelling such as apprentice, journeyman, master, and adept. Yes, I read too much fantasy. (BORGlings anonymous?) It would, of course, make things even easier than the current semi-system (friends, friends with a 14-point f, and Friends, although said system breaks down often). THis is possibly a bad thing: classification causes, or could cause, stagnation, potentially of a sort that I wouldn't want.

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Worries

I'm finding people's worries and my response to them interesting. That sounds very cold and hard-hearted. But really, when I'm done talking to someone, I can tell how they reacted to their worries and how I reacted to that. At least to some extent, of course. But really, I've found that some issues feel old hat to me, and others don't. That of course is mostly a matter of exposure. But unrelated to that, some seem to leave me worrying afterwards, and others don't. And it isn't always associated with how major a problem is. Sometiems it seems inversely related. If it's too big, and not directly related to someone I care about, I just put it off. And if it's too close, sometimes it just starts annoying me. And there's where I feel bad. I mean- if it affects someone I care about, then I ought to be worried, not annoyed at them for their misbehaviors or whatnot while they're wrapped up in whatever problem. But I find that I do get annoyed sometimes, and I feel like this is a failing on my part. I do try to hide it, but sometimes it gets hard. I don't remember feeling this way so much in the past. On the other hand, I don't think I had this much opportunity in the past. Not that my friends didn't have problems- they had plenty, but they were not so contantly present. Mom would probably say that this is a good sign: she's always wanting me to get more comfortable with annoyance/anger, etc. I know that would be healthy, but I don't like the idea, emotionally. I feel like it's a bad thing, not what I should be giving my friends or myself. But feeling mopey and hurt isn't any better. Is it? Getting angry almost feels like a betrayal of some sort.

In lighter news, we almost have the BORG catalog all set to go. It should be up quite soon- possibly next week. Now to bed, I've got minyan in the morning.

Worries

I'm finding people's worries and my response to them interesting. That sounds very cold and hard-hearted. But really, when I'm done talking to someone, I can tell how they reacted to their worries and how I reacted to that. At least to some extent, of course. But really, I've found that some issues feel old hat to me, and others don't. That of course is mostly a matter of exposure. But unrelated to that, some seem to leave me worrying afterwards, and others don't. And it isn't always associated with how major a problem is. Sometiems it seems inversely related. If it's too big, and not directly related to someone I care about, I just put it off. And if it's too close, sometimes it just starts annoying me. And there's where I feel bad. I mean- if it affects someone I care about, then I ought to be worried, not annoyed at them for their misbehaviors or whatnot while they're wrapped up in whatever problem. But I find that I do get annoyed sometimes, and I feel like this is a failing on my part. I do try to hide it, but sometimes it gets hard. I don't remember feeling this way so much in the past. On the other hand, I don't think I had this much opportunity in the past. Not that my friends didn't have problems- they had plenty, but they were not so contantly present. Mom would probably say that this is a good sign: she's always wanting me to get more comfortable with annoyance/anger, etc. I know that would be healthy, but I don't like the idea, emotionally. I feel like it's a bad thing, not what I should be giving my friends or myself. But feeling mopey and hurt isn't any better. Is it? Getting angry almost feels like a betrayal of some sort.

In lighter news, we almost have the BORG catalog all set to go. It should be up quite soon- possibly next week. Now to bed, I've got minyan in the morning.