A few disjointed thoughts this morning

First of all, one of my pet peeves-no, wait.  This isn't a pet peeve.  This is something I hate with the burning fiery passion of a thousand suns, and most sane people would join with me in hating it just as hard if it happened to them.  Basically last night I was sleeping, and then I was gradually brought back to consciousness by the loud noises of the room right above us.  I believe they were playing a video game and yelling.  At THREE FORTY-FIVE IN THE MORNING!!!!  So basically I lay there saying a mantra over and over in my head of "IhateyouIhateyouIhateyouIhateyou" interspersed with the possibility of going up there and telling them to shut up and thinking about what I would say, something along the lines of "Hey!  It's 3:45 in the morning.  I was sleeping, but now I'm not because you guys decided to be loud and woke me up.  So, to borrow your own words, WOULD YOU SHUT THE F*** UP!!!!!!!!"  and then shoot them my death glare.  Alternatively, I would have gone and told their RA that they were being too loud, and potentially have gotten them in trouble, but then I eventually fell asleep.  Still, I did not get all that much quality time sawing logs.  And I know that I was not being very kind or understanding or loving in my thoughts last night, but when one has been woken up from a sound sleep for no reason at all, and is not completely awake, one is not inclined to be very charitable.


The second thing (which is not related to the first in any way whatsoever) was brought up via tumblr this morning (as a sidenote, I just realized that I don't follow any of you on tumblr (if you are on tumblr), because I don't know your usernames. hmmm fix this maybe?)  John Green said something about how a comment made him cry, and it made me think about something I said to one of my friends a couple days ago.  One of my hallmates was in my room with Alyssa and I and Ria, and we started talking about random things, which turned into talking about things that normally are not discussed between the genders.  I said something about how, if a guy cries in front of me, he is so much more attractive, and my hallmate thought that was really interesting.  It's only now, several days later, that I realize that I forgot to add a qualifier.  And that qualifier is that it can't be manipulative.  Manipulative crying is a no-no.  But crying because they actually care about what they are saying, and because it matters to them, and because it makes them sad?  Definitely yes.

I think that's all I have right now.