Just wrote. Didn't think.
I like my little Buffistas womb of witty/brilliant banter and insight. It's new and warm and welcoming. Saw storm clouds of partisan bickering.
I used to be really involved in politics at a young age and got burned out on the fighting... Now, I just try to stay copasetic.
It's like getting over shellshock and hearing an explosion. No biggie. The comment never deserved 10 follow up posts.
Sydney, don't stress. Talk about what to eat for lunch generates at least 10 follow-up posts. You're nowhere near the league record.
I think Wolfram's still got that sewn up.
Now, I just try to stay copasetic.
Anytime you try to stop a discussion that may or may not happen based on your comfort level, it's not copasetic for everyone else interested in the discussion. Buffista debate gets heated and people say shitty things and apologize (and sometimes don't) and it happens and it's interesting.
It's better to move yourself on to a different thread, than to demand everyone conform to your comfort level.
Though you're welcome to discuss why you're uncomfortable with the discussion, or say you wish we wouldn't.
It wasn't a discussion. It was a snide remark. You either laugh or it pisses you off or you don't care. I didn't laugh and I was concerned it might be followed by a serious of cheerleading. That would have pissed me off.
I never said anything was off limits. Not demanding anything. I just (gently) sniped at the consequences of the statement. I didn't want to get into an argument over it so I tried to disarm the situation. It was a strategic choice. I'll just ignore and move on next time.
joins grommit in cheap seats
So...how 'bout that Tim Minear?
Man, he's great, isn't he? And one day I'll start reading it my-NEAR and stop hearing it as MIN-ee-ahr in my head, because that's dumb.
stop hearing it as MIN-ee-ahr in my head, because that's dumb.
You thought it was three syllables? Loser.
Serenity started filming today. Links in Press and Firefly thread.
You thought it was three syllables? Loser.
You see a name, you think a thing. You know my brain's not wired properlike.