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debka_notion ([personal profile] debka_notion) wrote2004-01-21 12:45 am

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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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. <ljuser="chinchillama"> pointed out to be that I'm much less likely to call someone a friend than they are to call me one, something that several folks have had interchanges about with me. I think it comes down to the fact that although I try very hard to avoid extremes in any subject, when it comes to people, I almost can't avoid them. I've gotten better about that, since my childhood days of "best friend or nothing" (no wonder I had no friends for longer than about 6 months), but it's still how I'm tempted to think of people. Classifying people lets me feel secure about them and absolute in a way, without having to be so absolute. So- it could have its good points. But I think it owuld be too much of a "we against the world" thing, which I dislike. Or rather, it makes me uncomfortable as heck.

And I'm now drinking tea out of a cheap Brandeis cup, with water I heated up in a bowl and Liz's mug, because I hate actually borrowing things. But it's the new Vanilla Honey Chamomile that I got, and it's just weird.

But for all that friend stuff, it's amazing how often my opinions of people get adjusted. Certainly there are a lot of people I'm still really getting to know. I think I was forgetting that, recently, and that was part of the source of my angst. It also just seems to be an angst-y time. That, and everyone's hormones seem to be rising up in rebellion, lately. The two are most likely- ok, almost definitely related.

My actual day was nice: I finally had my last class, and it seems like a lot of reading, but a lot of fun, and interesting as heck. It should make a good compliment to the rest of my stuff, especially in the long run. And I spent some time with <ljuser="chinchillama"> and <ljuser="tovah623"> Pretty neat, even if I got no work done, when I should have been getting ahead on stuff and going to that discussion Professor Fishman was running, which I read the article for and everything (and realized that it was either a repackaging of or an excerpt from stuff she'd written and had us read, or just had us read last year in her class). But it was worth it. THis is shaping up to be a busy semester, even with just the 4 classes.