Storm come, storm goes...

So things have all been patched. After a flurry of angry email-writing (most of it from me, since I tend to get... mouthy, once someone has put on the flight gloves).

Here is what's I've learned:

1) People don't always hear what you're saying. Misinterpretations are nine-tenths of most misunderstandings, I suspect. The rest of stem from the other person being a dink.

2) Not everyone likes to fight the way I do -- going over each and every point and clearing pointing out logical fallacies, generalizations and misconstrued incidents -- all brightly spiked with furious and hateful jabs.

3) Email arguments are useless and infuriating.

4) I may be angry... but I'm always ready to listen when someone is bearing gifts. The bigger the gift, the more welcome you are. I'm not really joking, either.

5) I'm not gracious enough with compliments sometimes. Or verbal affection. However, in my defence, I just can't go up to everyone and confess my adoration, respect and love. Especially with people I've known longer. You bastards.

6) Email arguments are useless and infuriating.

7) Even more infuriating is arguing with someone who doesn't like to argue. After a while, you figure they're being smug and self-righteous by taking "the high road." So the attacks get worse. "Respond, dammit. RESPOND!"

8) I will not engage in such activity for than once per friendship, unless otheriwse specified.


In happier news, I ate some very tasty guacamole last night, served with a stone mortar and pestle. Mmmm... (the guac, not the stone).