Feel like a dick after laying into two of my friends over long but silently held differences of opinion. It's in my genes to argue, to try and drive the knife home. You should see family get togethers on my mom's side. However, this isn't conducive to respect or understanding or growth or progress and I aught to knock it off. I aught to be able to discuss things rationally with people and try to draw them out rather than beat them down. I aught to be able to listen and learn as well.

My own stress level, general loneliness and frustrations... they don't help to curb the roll you get on when you're attacking someone. It's an ugly little power trip; I hope apologies will put things in order. I also hope the topics I breached will remain alive as well.

Upcoming Gigitry: Future of Music/Noisepop panel.