My person got married last weekend. I lost her to that tall redhead. There was chaos and drama and pain and heat and incredible beauty. There were friends and family and memories made. Anticipation of things to come and 97 degree heat and crazy amounts of sun. It was a great weekend.
And for the record, a Memorial Day spent watching a marathon of Pawn Stars with some of your favorite people is rather wonderful.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Sunday, May 20, 2012
"We" versus "I"
I'm the only one left in my close group of college friends who is an I. This struck me earlier today when I got a text from a friend that began by using the pronoun "We..."
I like myself a lot. I'm generally very happy with the person I am, and I feel like I have a lot to give to the world. I've seen a lot, withstood a lot, accomplished a lot... I'm strong. I can do this. I've got this life thing, I promise.
Just, every once in a while, I'd like to be part of a "we." It's about more than just physical companionship and romantic feelings. It's about belonging to something that is more than yourself.
I like myself a lot. I'm generally very happy with the person I am, and I feel like I have a lot to give to the world. I've seen a lot, withstood a lot, accomplished a lot... I'm strong. I can do this. I've got this life thing, I promise.
Just, every once in a while, I'd like to be part of a "we." It's about more than just physical companionship and romantic feelings. It's about belonging to something that is more than yourself.
Friday, May 18, 2012
CouchSurfing
When I introduce people to the concept of CouchSurfing, I typically get one of two responses. The first is "Oh wow, that is SO cool!" The second is "Are you crazy?!?" I want you all to know that I do in fact make a judgement about you based on your response.
I first heard about CouchSurfing in the summer of 2008, and really discovered it for myself in the summer of 2010. By then it had become a relatively well-known network around the world, and I knew it was a community I wanted to plug into whilst in Romania. There are literally millions of members in over 230 countries and territories around the world, a network of people who believe in sharing culture, making connections, being friendly, and exploring the world.
Here is the vision of CouchSurfing: We envision a world where everyone is inspired to help and care for each other, regardless of difference in culture or ideologies. We believe that the more we see the world as an exciting mix of unique peoples, the more motivated we are to protect and preserve diversity.
The mission of CouchSurfing: Our mission is to create "Inspiring Experiences." Inspiring experiences are fun, exciting, and accessible experiences that stimulate people to learn and grow. Experiences of this nature encourage people to explore and connect with people and places that are different than what they're accustomed to. If enough of us have these kinds of experiences, we may begin to see a world where people feel a greater sense of connection with each other, in spite of differences. These connections help us appreciate diversity and build a global community that is inspired to seek harmony when conflicts inevitably arise.
Pretty cool, right? If you're interested in learning more, click here.
I'm currently hosting a 19 year old woman from Germany named Aline. She is absolutely adorable in every "little sister" sense of the word, and has a pretty brave story. She has been traveling through the United States and Canada for the last 7 months, and will return to Germany at the end of September. She's rather fantastic, and I'm so glad to be able to share this experience with her.
I first heard about CouchSurfing in the summer of 2008, and really discovered it for myself in the summer of 2010. By then it had become a relatively well-known network around the world, and I knew it was a community I wanted to plug into whilst in Romania. There are literally millions of members in over 230 countries and territories around the world, a network of people who believe in sharing culture, making connections, being friendly, and exploring the world.
Here is the vision of CouchSurfing: We envision a world where everyone is inspired to help and care for each other, regardless of difference in culture or ideologies. We believe that the more we see the world as an exciting mix of unique peoples, the more motivated we are to protect and preserve diversity.
I'm currently hosting a 19 year old woman from Germany named Aline. She is absolutely adorable in every "little sister" sense of the word, and has a pretty brave story. She has been traveling through the United States and Canada for the last 7 months, and will return to Germany at the end of September. She's rather fantastic, and I'm so glad to be able to share this experience with her.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Sonnet XVII
Today in my creative writing class we are working on explicating Pablo Neruda's Sonnet 17, and comparing it to Shakespeare's Sonnet 18. Because this makes me cry like a small child every time I read it, I thought I should share it with the world.
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Tell me you can't read that without your heart leaping a little bit, and I'll call you a shell of a person.
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Tell me you can't read that without your heart leaping a little bit, and I'll call you a shell of a person.
Weird Dreamin'
On a recommendation from a new friend, I downloaded the "Binaural Beats" application on my phone. Basically, these are "apparent sounds" that somehow stimulate the brain in different ways. There is apparently a number of benefits that can come from using such tones, including stress relief, relaxation, and sleep induction.
I tried out the "Unity" tone last night. The description on the application is "Wander in deep relaxing delta waves and let your mind explore freely and without bounds. May induce dreamless sleep and loss of body awareness." I chose this based on the ridiculous amount of bizarre dreams I've experienced lately.
Friends, let me tell you something. I fell asleep quickly and apparently had NO BODY AWARENESS at all, as evidenced by the ridiculously crazy dream scenarios I found myself in last night. I've never experienced so many personality shifts in one night. I think I slept well, but that "dreamless sleep" bit didn't exactly work out for me.
I tried out the "Unity" tone last night. The description on the application is "Wander in deep relaxing delta waves and let your mind explore freely and without bounds. May induce dreamless sleep and loss of body awareness." I chose this based on the ridiculous amount of bizarre dreams I've experienced lately.
Friends, let me tell you something. I fell asleep quickly and apparently had NO BODY AWARENESS at all, as evidenced by the ridiculously crazy dream scenarios I found myself in last night. I've never experienced so many personality shifts in one night. I think I slept well, but that "dreamless sleep" bit didn't exactly work out for me.
Friday, May 11, 2012
Well, I'm Proud...
I don't care that it is a bit late in its arrival. This was an historic day, one that I'm pretty happy to have watched happen.
We need to stop the criticism and get around the fact that a Romney presidency would be scads worse than this courageous and intelligent man leading our country.
Convicted
I attend a lot of events on the UChicago campus, many of which I've detailed for you here. I find myself here at least five or so days a week for something or other, whether it is a lecture, to break into the library system, or for a DocFilms screening.
The other night I attended an event that was, hands down, the coolest thing I've been exposed to here at the University.
In the summer of 2011, Jose Antonio Vargas wrote a story in the New York Times, "coming out" as an undocumented immigrant. He is a Pulitzer Prize winning journalist and covered the 2008 Presidential election for the Washington Post. He has been employed at various reputable news organizations, and was hired at the Huffington Post after he was mistaken for a busboy at an event for journalists. He is from the Philippines, and came here to the United States at the age of 12.
I was both touched and convicted by his message. He has been traveling the country since his announcement, rallying support for the "DREAMers" and launching a campaign called "Define American." Check it out here.
Here are some things that stuck out to me from the evening:
Maybe it's time we all get together to do something about this issue, hmm?
The other night I attended an event that was, hands down, the coolest thing I've been exposed to here at the University.
In the summer of 2011, Jose Antonio Vargas wrote a story in the New York Times, "coming out" as an undocumented immigrant. He is a Pulitzer Prize winning journalist and covered the 2008 Presidential election for the Washington Post. He has been employed at various reputable news organizations, and was hired at the Huffington Post after he was mistaken for a busboy at an event for journalists. He is from the Philippines, and came here to the United States at the age of 12.
I was both touched and convicted by his message. He has been traveling the country since his announcement, rallying support for the "DREAMers" and launching a campaign called "Define American." Check it out here.
Here are some things that stuck out to me from the evening:
- There are 2 million undocumented students in k-12 schools across this country. This IS an education issue.
- 50% of the kids under the age of 18 are minorities.
- This quote from "The American President"and this follow-up: "Undocumented immigrants have been fighting for America for years. You know why? It's not because we're un-American. It's because we think it's worth it."
"America isn't easy. America is advanced citizenship. You gotta want it bad, 'cause it's gonna put up a fight. It's gonna say 'You want free speech? Let's see you acknowledge a man whose words make your blood boil, who's standing center stage and advocating at the top of his lungs that which you would spend a lifetime opposing at the top of yours. You want to claim this land as the land of the free? Then the symbol of your country can't just be a flag; the symbol also has to be one of its citizens exercising his right to burn that flag in protest. Now show me that, defend that, celebrate that in your classrooms. Then, you can stand up and sing about the land of the free.'"
- "Do I feel that I needed to come out? You know, what's 'out' to you is 'in' to me."
- "We're so stuck on the who, the when, the where, the how... and we're missing the most important question. WHY are people coming here?"
- Regarding the argument that we should repeal birth-right citizenship, for people who used to be considered "first-generation American" and are now considered "anchor babies.": "Why don't we take it a step further? What if we ALL had to earn citizenship? Why don't we do that? I'm not saying this is necessarily the reason, but could it be because they are brown?"
- "Brown people can't be the only ones talking about this issue. White people need to be talking to everyone."
- Lastly, he was speaking about all the DREAMers and the movement across the country. The final quote, the one that sticks with me the most: "We don't have a number for those who gave up."
Maybe it's time we all get together to do something about this issue, hmm?
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
What Future for Our Youth?
On Monday night, I found my rather upset and saddened self at an event sponsored by UChicago that brought together two (arguably great) minds, tons of community groups, and over a thousand people to a conversation about the future of minority youth in our country.
The two men on stage were Carl Dix and Cornel West. Carl Dix has a long and interesting history of protest in this country, and is best known for his involvement in the Revolutionary Communist Party of the United States. Cornel West is a leading academic figure who currently teaches at both Princeton University and Union Theological Seminary. A revolutionary Communist and a revolutionary Christian, coming together to debate and converse on this most pressing issue. It was kind of a big deal.
Carl Dix spoke first, and his comments were certainly more incendiary and pointed. He clearly had a political agenda, but I found myself fascinated by what he had to say, even though I disagree with his methods and some of his conclusions. He claims that the mass incarceration of this country's minority population, plus silence about the issue, is tantamount to genocide. While I don't necessarily disagree that our criminal "injustice" society is terribly flawed, I would argue that people who have experienced the systematic and purposeful extermination of their people might take offense to such a comparison. Perhaps it is a slow genocide... but perhaps it is simply an incredibly complicated issue with a multitude of different viewpoints. I believe my favorite part of his speech was this quote he shared by Bob Avakian... the leader of the RevCom party, but apparently kind of brilliant when it comes to saying important things eloquently.
Cornel West was a bit more tempered, though he remains even a bit further left than I claim to be. He spoke about his own story, and elaborated on the current state of the United States when it comes to treatment of the poor and the minority population. He was a huge advocate for an Obama presidency and now a harsh critic, claiming that the president hasn't done enough. (I'm tired of this, to be honest. We've not gotten all that we were promised, certainly... but people need to realize that it's hard to stay in office if you're pissing everyone off all the time...) He does agree that a right-wing presidency would be much worse, so I'm not totally upset with him. He had some cool quotes as well, the first being about the struggle this will be.
At the end of the night, I was happy to have gone and "participated" in a conversation that addresses the issues my kids, and myself indirectly, face on a daily basis. It was rather affirming, however, to walk out of there with a sense of rightness in my belief and continued assertion. The reason for my passion, if you will.
Education is THE answer.
The two men on stage were Carl Dix and Cornel West. Carl Dix has a long and interesting history of protest in this country, and is best known for his involvement in the Revolutionary Communist Party of the United States. Cornel West is a leading academic figure who currently teaches at both Princeton University and Union Theological Seminary. A revolutionary Communist and a revolutionary Christian, coming together to debate and converse on this most pressing issue. It was kind of a big deal.
Carl Dix spoke first, and his comments were certainly more incendiary and pointed. He clearly had a political agenda, but I found myself fascinated by what he had to say, even though I disagree with his methods and some of his conclusions. He claims that the mass incarceration of this country's minority population, plus silence about the issue, is tantamount to genocide. While I don't necessarily disagree that our criminal "injustice" society is terribly flawed, I would argue that people who have experienced the systematic and purposeful extermination of their people might take offense to such a comparison. Perhaps it is a slow genocide... but perhaps it is simply an incredibly complicated issue with a multitude of different viewpoints. I believe my favorite part of his speech was this quote he shared by Bob Avakian... the leader of the RevCom party, but apparently kind of brilliant when it comes to saying important things eloquently.
"First, people don’t make choices in a vacuum. They do it in the context of the social relations they’re enmeshed in and the options they have within those relations—which are not of their own choosing. They confront those relations, they don’t choose them. Two, if people feel for whatever reasons that they want to choose to harm themselves and others, we’re going to struggle with them—but we’re not going to blame them. We’re going to show them the source of all this in the system, and call on them to struggle against that system, and transform themselves in the process. Just because a youth “chooses” to sell drugs, or a woman “chooses” to commodify herself sexually, doesn’t mean that they chose to have those choices. And there is no other way besides fighting the power, and transforming the people, for revolution that all this will change for the better. Blaming the masses for bad choices just reinforces the conditions that they are oppressed by."I was inspired by some of his words, but his end claim that a communist revolution is the way to go had me sitting back a bit. The first phrase in my mind was "idealism run amok." To note, in the words of one of my favorite characters from The West Wing, Donna: "Communists look EXACTLY like non-Communists."
Cornel West was a bit more tempered, though he remains even a bit further left than I claim to be. He spoke about his own story, and elaborated on the current state of the United States when it comes to treatment of the poor and the minority population. He was a huge advocate for an Obama presidency and now a harsh critic, claiming that the president hasn't done enough. (I'm tired of this, to be honest. We've not gotten all that we were promised, certainly... but people need to realize that it's hard to stay in office if you're pissing everyone off all the time...) He does agree that a right-wing presidency would be much worse, so I'm not totally upset with him. He had some cool quotes as well, the first being about the struggle this will be.
"Anytime you have a profound love for poor people, you are a threat to the powers that be."The following quote made me swear aloud. He was addressing a question from the audience about the need to "occupy the church" and get it involved in these issues.
"When the blood at the cross is transformed into Kool-Aid, we have some issues in occupying the church."The implication here being that white people don't drink Kool-Aid, and this is a movement that needs to transcend racial lines. I laughed, pretty hard.
At the end of the night, I was happy to have gone and "participated" in a conversation that addresses the issues my kids, and myself indirectly, face on a daily basis. It was rather affirming, however, to walk out of there with a sense of rightness in my belief and continued assertion. The reason for my passion, if you will.
Education is THE answer.
Monday Morning News
On Monday morning, I missed my bus. It was drizzling on me, and I was headed to school early to judge a Senior Portfolio panel. I swore too loudly and said "this isn't the best way to start a week."
Little did I know.
Little did I know that 45 minutes later I would hear that he had been shot. Little did I know that a boy, his family, his community... their week was off to a worse start than mine. Little did I know that a student of mine was lying in a hospital bed, trying not to die.
He'd been shot twice, and remained in critical condition. We didn't know anything. There was no information from the police, and if you asked two students for their information about the event, you'd get three stories. Confusion and panic and fear.
Later that night I went to an event and heard a quote that was particularly striking. "They tell us we're the future, but we're not promised tomorrow." Indeed.
Monday morning news.
Little did I know.
Little did I know that 45 minutes later I would hear that he had been shot. Little did I know that a boy, his family, his community... their week was off to a worse start than mine. Little did I know that a student of mine was lying in a hospital bed, trying not to die.
He'd been shot twice, and remained in critical condition. We didn't know anything. There was no information from the police, and if you asked two students for their information about the event, you'd get three stories. Confusion and panic and fear.
Later that night I went to an event and heard a quote that was particularly striking. "They tell us we're the future, but we're not promised tomorrow." Indeed.
Monday morning news.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Weekend Update
Going nonstop from last Monday resulted in a rather early bedtime last night, at the end of a busy weekend. It was around 7pm that I fell asleep. I was awake for about 30 minutes between 9:30 and 10:00, woke up around 2am in the middle of a thunderstorm, and started my day at 6:45 am. I could certainly get used to that much sleep, though I'm not sure how healthy it is.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
I Can See Clearly
A few weeks ago I went to the eye doctor for the first time in a few years. Her comment after the appointment was "I don't know how you've been functioning for so long with that vision."
Yesterday I picked up my glasses, and realized for the first time in a while what I've been missing. The whole world looks sharp and focused and just... wonderful. I'm not sure how I feel about having a permanent addition to my "wardrobe," and will probably look into getting contacts at some point... but for now I'm just happy to be able to see clearly again.
Yesterday I picked up my glasses, and realized for the first time in a while what I've been missing. The whole world looks sharp and focused and just... wonderful. I'm not sure how I feel about having a permanent addition to my "wardrobe," and will probably look into getting contacts at some point... but for now I'm just happy to be able to see clearly again.
And It's Over
Yesterday was a somewhat long and tiresome day. I had ten students presenting Senior Portfolios in the afternoon, and getting them ready was stressful beyond what I care to describe here.
The gist of the story is that it is over. I'm happy, and every student passed, and I got to check 10 more names off of a list. We have presentations for the rest of the month and one final awful day at the end of May, and then I'm free of these projects. This makes me happy.
I was supposed to see a movie yesterday, but I ended up lying on the grass at UChicago and forgetting to get up in time. The weather is heating up, the year is winding down, and that lawn just felt nice.
The gist of the story is that it is over. I'm happy, and every student passed, and I got to check 10 more names off of a list. We have presentations for the rest of the month and one final awful day at the end of May, and then I'm free of these projects. This makes me happy.
I was supposed to see a movie yesterday, but I ended up lying on the grass at UChicago and forgetting to get up in time. The weather is heating up, the year is winding down, and that lawn just felt nice.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Things About Men That Annoy Me
This is going to be a terrible post. The only reason this is about men is because I am attracted to men. This could just as easily be about women, but I'm not trying to date them.
"Did you miss me?"
Unless I actually have cause to miss you, I didn't miss you. And unless I say that I missed you, I didn't miss you. What this showcases is either your extreme lack of confidence, your desperate insecurity and loneliness, or your self-aggrandizing need to have women need you. No, I didn't miss you.
"Wen U Type Like Dis"
I completely understand that sometimes standard English isn't appropriate. For instance, it isn't appropriate when you are two years old. For goodness sake, it IS appropriate when you are trying to woo a lady who happens to be both a writer AND a teacher. IS APPROPRIATE.
"I Consider Myself an Intellectual"
I know that you went to college and graduated with that super tough degree and you sometimes read things. I'm sorry though. You're not an intellectual because you watch Game of Thrones. I know that this sounds totally judgmental, but there is more to being an intellectual than having interest in well-made television programming and comics. You CAN be an intellectual and have these interests, but it is not an automatic qualifier.
"You Need To..."
MY GOODNESS, how in the world have I survived for this long without your guidance in my life? Honestly, I just have no idea what I have been doing for the last... you know... 6 years that I have been living on my own, mostly without the support of a man. I shouldn't be alive, really. Thank you though. Thank you for your fantastic contribution to my successful future. I certainly owe it all to you.
"Undue Jealousy"
Nope, you cannot be jealous about someone that you've not laid claim to. If things don't work between the two of us, that's fine. If things never start, despite me, you know, wanting that... it's alright. I can deal with it. However, that completely and totally waives your right to be jealous about whomever I may be seen with in the future. I understand twinges of jealousy about male friends and roommates, or even about personal stories with men in them... but these twinges are not appropriate if you're not my boyfriend.
"You're So..."
When you lavish compliments on me as if you have a quota to meet, it stops being impressive. It stops meaning as much, and it makes me kind of want to roll my eyes and fake-gag right in your face. I KNOW that someone once told you that women love to be complimented and affirmed. I guess I'm just self-aware enough to realize that I am super sweet and really funny and very smart. I know I'm fantastic, so you really don't need to tell me ALL the time. I appreciate the gesture, but I think I see right through it. If you want to impress me, tell me that you are intrigued by me, and then DON'T immediately try to be physical with me.
"You Choose"
Can you make an effing decision to save your life? No? Okay, well then... please don't talk to me anymore. I want you to CHOOSE to be with me, and that is a decision. I want you to know why you're craving MY attention, and not just attention in general. There is a difference between being laid back and being a total wet noodle. I'll take the former, thanks.
"Hey"
Um... why are you sending me a text that just says "hey," and why don't you respond when I reply with "what's up?" It's a question I will never be able to answer.
"*Sob*"
I fully understand that this is the most hypocritical thing I've ever written, but holy moly. I'm an emotional person, and I know that contributes to my attraction to more reserved men. I don't want an unfeeling man by any means, but I also don't want someone who gushes more than I do. I have learned in my dealings with the opposite sex that being overly exuberant and demonstrative about my feelings isn't great. It tends to drive people away, actually. If I can show some self restraint and not write you long emails and go on about how much you mean to me... so can you. There is something really attractive about someone who guards their own emotions. After all, if you are so careful about your own emotion, that indicates that you might be careful with mine.
There are, naturally, other things that annoy me about men. I could write a post about women, and undergraduates, and everyone else... but men have been on my mind lately, and so they get my wrath on this Tuesday morning.
"Did you miss me?"
Unless I actually have cause to miss you, I didn't miss you. And unless I say that I missed you, I didn't miss you. What this showcases is either your extreme lack of confidence, your desperate insecurity and loneliness, or your self-aggrandizing need to have women need you. No, I didn't miss you.
"Wen U Type Like Dis"
I completely understand that sometimes standard English isn't appropriate. For instance, it isn't appropriate when you are two years old. For goodness sake, it IS appropriate when you are trying to woo a lady who happens to be both a writer AND a teacher. IS APPROPRIATE.
"I Consider Myself an Intellectual"
I know that you went to college and graduated with that super tough degree and you sometimes read things. I'm sorry though. You're not an intellectual because you watch Game of Thrones. I know that this sounds totally judgmental, but there is more to being an intellectual than having interest in well-made television programming and comics. You CAN be an intellectual and have these interests, but it is not an automatic qualifier.
"You Need To..."
MY GOODNESS, how in the world have I survived for this long without your guidance in my life? Honestly, I just have no idea what I have been doing for the last... you know... 6 years that I have been living on my own, mostly without the support of a man. I shouldn't be alive, really. Thank you though. Thank you for your fantastic contribution to my successful future. I certainly owe it all to you.
"Undue Jealousy"
Nope, you cannot be jealous about someone that you've not laid claim to. If things don't work between the two of us, that's fine. If things never start, despite me, you know, wanting that... it's alright. I can deal with it. However, that completely and totally waives your right to be jealous about whomever I may be seen with in the future. I understand twinges of jealousy about male friends and roommates, or even about personal stories with men in them... but these twinges are not appropriate if you're not my boyfriend.
"You're So..."
When you lavish compliments on me as if you have a quota to meet, it stops being impressive. It stops meaning as much, and it makes me kind of want to roll my eyes and fake-gag right in your face. I KNOW that someone once told you that women love to be complimented and affirmed. I guess I'm just self-aware enough to realize that I am super sweet and really funny and very smart. I know I'm fantastic, so you really don't need to tell me ALL the time. I appreciate the gesture, but I think I see right through it. If you want to impress me, tell me that you are intrigued by me, and then DON'T immediately try to be physical with me.
"You Choose"
Can you make an effing decision to save your life? No? Okay, well then... please don't talk to me anymore. I want you to CHOOSE to be with me, and that is a decision. I want you to know why you're craving MY attention, and not just attention in general. There is a difference between being laid back and being a total wet noodle. I'll take the former, thanks.
"Hey"
Um... why are you sending me a text that just says "hey," and why don't you respond when I reply with "what's up?" It's a question I will never be able to answer.
"*Sob*"
I fully understand that this is the most hypocritical thing I've ever written, but holy moly. I'm an emotional person, and I know that contributes to my attraction to more reserved men. I don't want an unfeeling man by any means, but I also don't want someone who gushes more than I do. I have learned in my dealings with the opposite sex that being overly exuberant and demonstrative about my feelings isn't great. It tends to drive people away, actually. If I can show some self restraint and not write you long emails and go on about how much you mean to me... so can you. There is something really attractive about someone who guards their own emotions. After all, if you are so careful about your own emotion, that indicates that you might be careful with mine.
There are, naturally, other things that annoy me about men. I could write a post about women, and undergraduates, and everyone else... but men have been on my mind lately, and so they get my wrath on this Tuesday morning.
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