Saturday, February 5, 2011

Recovering from vitriol.

Last night I felt more misanthropic than I had in a long, long time.  After a meeting spent watching people spew blame, self-righteousness, all while possessing a severe lack of filter, all tied in a bow with an over-zealous and unnecessary vitriol, I wanted to pull a Donny and give a "sit down, shut up and listen" talk.  Alas, not the time or place.  Thank goodness for hot cocoa and talking about happy things like chives and water timers and strawberries.

Yes, he's all smiles here, but he had a strong sense of right and wrong, and made sure you knew it.  

Even so today has been a struggle: I've seriously had to keep my mind on puppies, homemade pasta with wine, coloring, and the beach all day to blast out of my mind the angry people that deem it their job to bluster their way to being right.  Being loud doesn't make you right.  It makes you loud.  And makes me want to buy earplugs.  End of story. 

So: tomorrow will be grocery-shopping, a quick trip to lab, serving brunch to the girls at McCormick, and spending the rest of the day alternately watching ice skating, making one of four cheesecakes for Sunday's study break, and doing meal planning for the next few weeks.  No angry shouting, no people telling me I'm obviously inferior and don't know what I'm talking about, no nonsense.  (unless you count ice skating as nonsense, in case I'm not sure we can be friends anymore.) 

1 comment:

Sprite said...

Ooh, I don't like to hear you unhappy. I'm sorry people suck and have to be so aggressive in showing you how little they suck.

I hope your weekend is fabulous! You deserve it.