Tuesday, November 14, 2006
(12:52 AM) | Anonymous:
Tuesday Hatred: Nomenclature and right naming
It's not unusual for me to express hatred at my perduring singleness, so you might feel that I'm failing in some duty of novelty or perhaps wallowing in self-pity—you'd be right, of course, but that's the sort of thing one should expect to encounter at a bitterness and regret-themed blog, innit? It is, it is, it is. So, yeah, that. I hate it? Though there's always more to say about the hated, of course, I don't actually have that much more to say on this particular occasion. It's nearly two years since the beginning of my last relationship, which has me down :(:(:(:( and hateful whenever I see so-called "happy couples" (think of The Smiths: "two lovers entwined pass me by / and heaven knows I'm miserable now"—you can tell that I'm upset because I'm quoting the fucking Smiths). (Of course given that I haven't mentioned the end of said relationship I can't really expect the point of its beginning to be very meaningful to you; consequently, I don't. In general, I recommend not doing what one is not able to do as a sound and reasonable plan of action.) Consequently, I plan to take vows, or at least, immediately cease caring. Even the latter would be a no-lose proposition: either I end up getting what I secretly really continue to want (win!) or I don't, but expend a lot of energy in convincing myself that I don't care anyway and in being bitter and unpleasant to those around me (nonloss!).I also hate etymology, or at least, etymological arguments. I hate that the last time I was in the presence of someone making one I lacked the stones, or perhaps had the good sense, not to just ask him what picture of meanings and words underwrote his claims.
