I need to post, so I can get my one post in a week

And like usual, I have no idea what I should post about.

Let's just call this: "Random Joanna thoughts, in no particular order".

1.
I don't know which I hate more (and I've really been thinking about this in the past couple of days). I'm not sure if I hate you trying to persuade me using overt emotionality, or bad logic. I heard both of them - in one day. I was scarred.
On one hand, I would love to say that I hate you most when you try to convince me using bad logic. Bad logic, makes you not even care that you're completely throwing this person's argument away. When I hear bad logic, I almost stop listening. I start composing a list of controversial evidence. I start bringing up examples in my mind. I start thinking about what I would say to them, if I could say anything I wanted too. I start visualizing pictures.(note: this may be too disturbing for some of you - it is offering a picture inside my brain) When I am listening to or participating in an argument, I can see "threads" that connect each point to another point, truth, or example. When an argument is strong the main point (the center that all the threads come out of), the threads interweave, intersect, connect, and travel to other places. But they are always on "top", or "covering" the whole page. That's when you know your argument is strong. When an argument is bad, the main thread is there, but the threads coming out of it are always sparse, and they generally tend to die out after one or two connections. (You can ALWAYS find one at least one connection, for even the worst possible argument). The threads in a bad argument don't travel the way they do in a good argument, and there is always a large amount of "threadless" space. That is a hole in your logic. That is the best place for a good arguer to find. That is where your argument ceases to exist. That is where I stop listening.
On the other hand, overt emotionality turns me off every time. When you start to try to make me cry, we have issues. I have no problem with crying, but I get to decide when, why, and how. You pulling in story after story is only one thread (don't you understand that?) You have only succeeded in telling me a story, not in convincing me of anything. You using a normal everyday story, and drawing crazy analogies from it convinces me not only of your bad storytelling abilities, but also of your bad logic abilities. You appealing to my "moral compass", and my "better nature" for stupid things, makes me want to tell you how stupid I think you are. Oh, and please don't cite stupid people, that is the end of all of your chances.

I really don't know which is worse. But I've been thinking about it a lot.


2.
Some people did something to something that I loved very much, and I had the misfortune to come across it. (Vague, I know). I am now very angry.
They thought it would be funny, but it wasn't, it really wasn't.
They thought they should be applauded, but they shouldn't, they really shouldn't. They thought that it was sending a good message, but it didn't, it really didn't. They thought that they were better, and they weren't, they really weren't.
They thought that they were being "groundbreaking", and all they were being was really, really stupid. Really, really stupid.

3.
I love the freedom of keys, gas, and a car. I love it. I got my drivers license a week ago Thursday. I love it.

4.
I love summer. I had almost forgotten how nice it was to be relaxed. I finished my final for my summer school class a week ago today. This past week has been awesome. I go into work, and I get to work a full day, instead of working, going to school, going back to work, going back to school, sleeping, and going back to work again. Now, I stay at work for my whole shift! Then when I come home, I don't have much going on. So at night, I read, I watch movies, I talk with Philip, I text RuthAnn, I take Bethany to work, I take bike rides, I cook, I go hang out with Mel, I read, I sleep, I watch movies, and I read. I know, it's going to get busier, but this, the end of May-going into June, is summer. Some people don't consider it summer, until everyone is out of school. That's stupid. By July you're more than half-way done with your summer, and you realize you haven't accomplished anything yet. And August, is back-to-school planning. Enjoy the beginning summer days, because they're the best summer gets.

5.
It's 97 days until the NFL kickoff. Do you understand the significance of that? It means we're finally in double digits. (We had a party at work for 99 days. I love my Price Accuracy group).

6.
I had something else that I wanted to add here, but I very definitely forgot what it was.