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Argumentative? Me?
Apr. 7th, 2008 10:00 pmWhere does the time go? Already April, although, of course, you really wouldn't know it from the weather. Grrr. Shiver.
It's been a manic few weeks. At least, it's felt that way - I'm no social butterfly by temperament, so I just need a couple of full weekends and a few things mid-week and I start to seriously crave time to myself to relax and regroup.
This may or may not have had something to do with the incident on Saturday, during an admittedly brief discussion on the Grand National with Lee. My views on the subject are unsurprising for a vegan (if rather more lapsey than I'd like recently) but, as with most things having to do with that particular aspect of my life, I'm deliberately non-preachy . Lee, on the other hand, gives every impression that anyone who doesn't agree with his views is, at best, deluded and most probably stupid, and while I'm sort of easy going (ok, I try to be easy going - I am aware that there's a big difference) I have no tolerance for being condescended to. And on top on that I have a tendency to snap. So I'm afraid the discussion - which I had no interest in having, anyway - didn't run for very long before I closed it down with the words "I've no intention of getting into a dispute on ethics, so shut the f*ck up". Whoops. I'm not sure where that came from. I'd been in a very good mood a few moments before, but even now my buttons are very easily pressed.
Of course, I apologised, although Lee wasn't actually that fussed, and the evening continued very pleasantly, but there's really no excuse for it. Ho hum. Me bad.
I was rather more rational and collected for my last alcohol fueled debate (the other guy being the one fueled by alcohol, not me), this being on the historical 'fact' of The Crucifixion. Specifically, apparently all historians accept that there was a man called Jesus who was crucified. Now, it's been a while since I could call myself a historian or an archaeologist with any semblance of truth but statements like that really get me going. So, obviously I got on my 'the Bible isn't a reliable historical source so show me your evidence' soap-box. It was mostly civilised and we agreed to disagree in the end, but it was rather fun. Of course, I should probably avoid stumbling into a religious argument with a Catholic.
What else? Ah yes, Anna, in my mid-week gaming group (The Most Annoying Gamer In The World (TM)), very nearly succeeded in scaring a third person off, and he only joined us in January. Now that is seriously good going. I've been fairly hard on her when I've been running since I found that out, just to keep her under control. It's for her own good, after all.
This has been a little fragmented and waffly. I have actually done stuff over the last month, I'm sure, but sleep beckons...
A final honourable mention for Vagabonds though. Despite nightmare journeys south and north, it was a fab weekend. I'm afraid I was rather more than usually whiney and neurotic, which translated into serious confidence issues in the club, initially, but these passed soon enough (kind words from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lareinemisere and compliments from a random passing guy on the street rather helped in that regard). It's a gorgeous venue, and what I heard of the music was excellent, as was the company. All in all, a very good night.
It's been a manic few weeks. At least, it's felt that way - I'm no social butterfly by temperament, so I just need a couple of full weekends and a few things mid-week and I start to seriously crave time to myself to relax and regroup.
This may or may not have had something to do with the incident on Saturday, during an admittedly brief discussion on the Grand National with Lee. My views on the subject are unsurprising for a vegan (if rather more lapsey than I'd like recently) but, as with most things having to do with that particular aspect of my life, I'm deliberately non-preachy . Lee, on the other hand, gives every impression that anyone who doesn't agree with his views is, at best, deluded and most probably stupid, and while I'm sort of easy going (ok, I try to be easy going - I am aware that there's a big difference) I have no tolerance for being condescended to. And on top on that I have a tendency to snap. So I'm afraid the discussion - which I had no interest in having, anyway - didn't run for very long before I closed it down with the words "I've no intention of getting into a dispute on ethics, so shut the f*ck up". Whoops. I'm not sure where that came from. I'd been in a very good mood a few moments before, but even now my buttons are very easily pressed.
Of course, I apologised, although Lee wasn't actually that fussed, and the evening continued very pleasantly, but there's really no excuse for it. Ho hum. Me bad.
I was rather more rational and collected for my last alcohol fueled debate (the other guy being the one fueled by alcohol, not me), this being on the historical 'fact' of The Crucifixion. Specifically, apparently all historians accept that there was a man called Jesus who was crucified. Now, it's been a while since I could call myself a historian or an archaeologist with any semblance of truth but statements like that really get me going. So, obviously I got on my 'the Bible isn't a reliable historical source so show me your evidence' soap-box. It was mostly civilised and we agreed to disagree in the end, but it was rather fun. Of course, I should probably avoid stumbling into a religious argument with a Catholic.
What else? Ah yes, Anna, in my mid-week gaming group (The Most Annoying Gamer In The World (TM)), very nearly succeeded in scaring a third person off, and he only joined us in January. Now that is seriously good going. I've been fairly hard on her when I've been running since I found that out, just to keep her under control. It's for her own good, after all.
This has been a little fragmented and waffly. I have actually done stuff over the last month, I'm sure, but sleep beckons...
A final honourable mention for Vagabonds though. Despite nightmare journeys south and north, it was a fab weekend. I'm afraid I was rather more than usually whiney and neurotic, which translated into serious confidence issues in the club, initially, but these passed soon enough (kind words from
lareinemisere and compliments from a random passing guy on the street rather helped in that regard). It's a gorgeous venue, and what I heard of the music was excellent, as was the company. All in all, a very good night.
