All the Whatnot

Man, ALL the whatnot.

San Jose was reasonably crazy. Actually, it wasn't crazy at all. It was kinda fun, though. There were way-too-expensive restaurants and sunshines. My talk went rather well, from what people are telling me, so I was happy about that. I was pretty sure I was going to spaz out and forget what magnetism was, but that didn't happen. I also liked San Francisco, or the bits that I saw. Hippies are scary people, but they sometimes cause cool shops to exist near them.

So, it seems as though relationshippy things go through a few semi-distinct stages. There's the initial phase, of course, where one person likes the other probably considerably more than the other does. If they're lucky then maybe it's about equal on both ends. After a little while, both people get to be crazy about each other (hopefully). If there's an imbalance, one can hope that it's fairly minor. There might even be an uber-crazy period. This is when everyone else around them starts to hate them a little, but they don't really care, and they probably do some things just so people will hate them a little more. It's fun. From here, things can only go one of two ways. There's hyper-uber-we're-getting-married-eventually/soon and there's oh-wait-I've-changed-my-mind. Of course, the latter can come at any of the previous stages as well, and if it does, it's a little less devastating. Relationships that go from uber-crazy to never mind can get really bad. Almost no one really knows how to treat other people as more than interactive bits of their surroundings anyway, so it's nigh impossible not to constantly hurt each other during this phase. Maybe eventually things will heal up, but it'll take longer than it seems it should.

Sigh, this is too much like normal LJ entries, but I think everyone gets one or two, assuming that it's not the norm. So yeah, I'm in the latter stage, and in all honesty I have not too much basis for extrapolating my situation onto everyone else, but I'm not going solely on my own experience, either.

I always would tell people that they shouldn't regret a relationship that eventually sucked if there was a time when it was good. That's basically the major theme of ESotSM, of course, but I basically held to this before I saw it. It's easier to elucidate one's own opinions when someone else does it for you, though. Anyway, not the point. I often told people that when things were going well, but it's a much harder pill to swallow when you're in the suck, by which I am not referring to the Jarhead Iraq thing. It's still true, I guess, and with time it'll probably be easier to think about the good bits without getting angry or sad. Sigh. Darn you LJ for making me write mopey stuff. Still, I don't think anyone reads this (which is a good thing, mostly), so I'm probably safe.